Be

Running is easy. Our very nature is the play of motion brushing stillness - two sides of our existence acting as a life's caress. Running is to extend the metaphor of our being even further. Our infinite nature is given form to sweep the earth in steps and breath. We are only here to love. And distance offers room for our caress.

Go run.

Be.

Peace,

Eric

Giving

absorbed - and now our steps

become the path

~

Giving - running is the constant exchange of subtle force. Our breath is given back to air and again received as life. Each step is a measured gift to distance and in return we gain the world. Running is our giving path. Watch as our movements are absorbed back into the fold of life. This is our existence - to simply give and be alive.

Peace,

Eric

Alone (And Yet...)

alone - yet touched by all that

distance holds

~

Running is awareness held through motion - our scope is narrowed to steps and smaller views yet at anytime we can expand our vision. What would we see? No boundaries - only the seamless stretch of how things are.

Peace,

Eric

Perfect

It's where we are - and the fullness of

existence brings joy to

every step.

~

It's not the finish line - it's the moment of each step touched against the ground. Perfect. There is no need to wish for more.

Peace,

Eric

Beginning

Beginning - yet no steps taken. Distance is a stretch of mind and always starts with a measured thought. Until that point it's void of all but possibilities. We can always return to the beginning - even with ten thousand and more steps taken. Simply pause, look again. It's a new distance. And the world is just beginning.

Peace,

Eric

All Distance

All distance is a promise - and every step the

means of it's fulfillment.

~

Running is simply form measured within the infinite - all starts and finishes are arbitrary lines against the endlessness of our existence. We have pinpointed our awareness to a limited view yet we are free to expand our gaze at any moment. Running is the slow allowance of more - a greater perspective of being comes into play with each step and the sense of breath drawn from air to lungs and returned to sky expands us even more. We are no longer contained by bodies. We are promise itself - fulfilled.

Peace,

Eric

Not (always) Obvious

it's not the ground separate to the step - but a

continuous stream of being flowing as

earth and stride.

~

We are connected in ways not obvious to the eyes

alone.

Peace,

Eric