Of Belonging

of this world, and seamless through it all - it's an inquiry of belonging. There is nothing found apart from my view, no scent, nor sound separate from the field of my perception. It seems obvious to tell, but so often forgotten that everything occurs with my participation. To witness a bird just before flight, is to lend myself as the sky's embrace, knowing soon of its arrival. Seeing, takes care of all of this without need of preparation, the view is instantly expanded in it's capacity to hold it all, and my role is simply to be part of what unfolds. It's not that I am vital to the experience - it's the I belong, fully, as the whole. 

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Peace,

Eric