I'm simply left aware, with everything belonging. It's the end of every inquiry, coming to bare essence, seeing. What remains is awareness...
Left aware:
when all else is questioned, and found to have no answers of their own, no substance that isn’t seamless to it’s touch of something other – now, I’m simply left aware, with everything belonging. It’s the end of every inquiry, coming to bare essence, seeing. What remains is awareness.
as well as always present – I am aware through every moment, and even as my attention wanders, it never strays from this point of hold, as if an endless harbor to safety of my travels. Awareness itself is the present moment, it’s the motion of time through it’s porous nature, change within an allowing void that stays changeless.
everything belongs here, a seamless aspect of the whole – nothing can be excluded from awareness, and even my wish for a moment to be other, is found gentle in its hold. My comfort isn’t through faith of anything changing, nor of another world to come, but of simply this acceptance. What is now, belongs, as well as my wish for things to change. There is power here, though not of my own, but life in all it offers. To find myself aware, accepting what is, brings my attention to the endless options of what’s to be, of the always changing moment, that right now holds my present healing.
my faith is always in the present moment.
there is no magic here, it’s not a special point of being, no place to strive for, nor great spiritual achievement – it’s simply being home, left aware, content. It’s always been this way, the calm acceptance of my every storm. I’ve always been aware. We all have. It’s our shared belonging.
just waiting to be noticed.
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Peace, Eric
