Gifted

Gifted:

that so little is required of me, truly, for life itself is given freely and without my asking - I am blessed by my own presence, gifted by the grace of simply being here, alive, and aware. Yet still, much is taken for granted, unnoticed by its ease. 

such as breath, drawn from endless source of air, no effort in release, and its vital function connects me to the world, breathing life into the depth of body, and exhaling an essence shared for the sake of plants and trees and our mutual continuation. Through this I see that I am part of a larger system, not a body alone, but of infinite connection, a true and sure belonging to the world. 

yes, so much is gifted with this ease - and perhaps no greater gift than to find myself aware, knowing myself as life, conscious of the mystery of it all, that none of it absolutely had to be and yet here I am, alive and full of wonder. This is not to make the claim that I am pure awareness, unmarred by all that passes through my attention. Honestly, I have no idea of what I am beyond this momentary presence, aware now, and now, and now, a somehow continuous stream of notice. It's just another gift that's been received, equal to breath, effortless too it seems. 

for this all - I am grateful. 

and this too is such a gift, to know my worth within the world, how rare every gift that's been given, and that I'm fortunate to belong within this complex system of life, that I'm beneficial to its continuation. To be aware is to be thankful for the moment. 

and with this I can truly say, 

that I'm aware.

~

Peace, Eric