That It Is So

this moment tells us all - that what's what present has found it way to our acceptance, through no means of our own, and no practice needed for this to be so. By virtue of appearing, through simply being here, we know that it belongs. Even our wish for things to be other, a desire for change, and refusal to face what's present - are part of this belonging. This is where we start, here, in the company of what is - and we just recognize this it is so. Everything has already been accepted, and this is the moment we awaken. 

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Peace,

Eric 

Somehow

that somehow - and this seems the only answer mystery provides, and that even vague it's the only one I really need. Every theory of why and how, brings me directly to this point - that somehow this collected form, a pattern of energy held in singular identity while still intermingled as the very stuff of stars, trees, and all the other things of the world, from smallest to infinite. Yet more so, to find that I am not set apart from the very space that surrounds me, and that yes, somehow I am aware of myself as a miracle involved with and as it all. Somehow, I no longer feel the need to know how, nor why - but only that I am, and I'm grateful that it's so. 

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Peace,

Eric 

Only to The Passing

and never once before, nor again for this moment - it's all in motion, present so subtle in its constant passing that it's taken it as forever. What's happening now, this particular touch of air drawn as breath, heartbeat, a birds song played in changing backdrop, infinite things not to ever be this way again. Yet right now they are. This is my every moment, belonging only to the passing, I am current, always now, and now, and now.....

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Peace,

Eric 

A Tide of Self and Emptiness

clearly, there's just this letting go - constant, and through no effort of our own. Through this, each moment than is gifted unique, at once surrendered even as a new quality arises, a small death and rebirth to which we're witness too. Clearly, we are not the ones that let things go - no breath is cherished above another, no heartbeat lingers to our favor. So too the world is not subject to our whims, everything in an agenda of its own, a tide of events beyond control. This is life, full and in process of release, surrendering through its wish to give more of itself in new form. We belong to the thick of this, a tide of self and emptiness, yet somehow made aware. Enjoy it all. 

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Peace,

Eric 

Seen As Many

this flower too is all the world - as if earth and air bring it to a moments notice. Or perhaps both belong in a further reach of it's blossom, and no less a flowering of myself as well in observation. Yet, just as equal is my own display, a flower shown as my reflection, ground and sky given through extension of steps and breath. Really, it's simply all perspective, the world as every possibility, unique in aspects of itself - one thing seen as many. 

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Peace,

Eric 

This Too

that this too belongs - and more, what appears is held in a commitment to be loved, and there is no need for things to be other just yet. So our sadness is not set apart from joy, our sorrow too is every bit as holy as a celebration of life. It's not our position to judge what comes in times of distress, or wish away a mood of great depth and feeling. They are an aspect of self appearing in a bid to be recognized for the worth they offer, asking for a moment of their own, and the healing grace of our attention. It all begins with this belonging...

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Peace,

Eric 

Not Answers

not answers - the best questions leave us opened ended, full face to mystery and embraced by silence after asking. We don't go past this, silence isn't divided into individual portions to every questions, there's no point beyond this that will tell us something deemed more true. Perhaps there is no ultimate answer, only mystery in constant winks of revelation? To simply ask - tells us all we really need to know. 

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Peace,

Eric