So Nothing Remains

Nothing really ever becomes - only a shift in view, from an awareness that perceives its own empty presence,  to again find the world in a seamless state of being. Things appear. Yet still the source is empty. So nothing remains - and so too we find the world. 

~

Running, we watch distance appear before each step. 

Peace,

Eric 

We Already Are

to be mindful - and even this a concept within a greater understanding and then let go. Things appear on there own accord and pass in a timeliness of their own, we are free both of their appearance and eventual absence. It's all a constant letting go. No effort is given to this at all, nothing is needed save awareness of our nature and this too is always present on its own. Simply look - our spaciousness is hidden in plain view. 

~

Run, walk, be headless - and we find ourselves as distance too. 

Peace,

Eric

A Subtle Line Of Pure Devotion

no resistance - we meet the world not as flesh but in continuation now in form. Even skin is not a barrier between ourselves and what's perceived as out there, in a subtle line of pure devotion, it divides only one thing in worship of itself. In truth, there is nothing to resist and no one found to offer a resistance. There's just one thing in the guise of many - and every aspect is allowed. 

~

Here is the secret of distance - is always expands to hold one more thing. 

Peace,

Eric

Color

In a world of gray

illusions -

You alone would stand 

adorned. 

And I would dream in color. 

~

Peace,

Eric

Light, Remembered

Light, always - but now remembered. There is no

place beyond our reach. 

~

We are light, even in form our bodies are of the same (im)material as the stars and sun. 

Peace,

Eric

The Cloak

we dance before the moon,
naked in all but our
desire -
and these...we use to
clock ourselves.

Peace,
Eric

False Self

There is no false self - only layers later left to their moment of held belief. Our truth is bare essence, and as such all things are given their time in this awareness, even layers that serve nothing but to mask our essential nature. To even consider a false self as a temporary illusion is to weigh it with a reality beyond its note - what we are is an awareness of endless capacity, allowing the expression of this unique, beautiful, and all too brief, aspect of the whole. 

Peace,

Eric