The late afternoon sun is slowly dropping in the Western sky, its mellow light slanting through the tangle of leaves and black limbs of the giant Oaks.
"There is a knowing without knowing that you are the world and the world is you" - beautifully said, Mike. And, for me, attendant to that knowing within the cloud of unknowing is a feeling of peace - silent and still. Thank you for this offering.
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"There is a knowing without knowing that you are the world and the world is you" - beautifully said, Mike. And, for me, attendant to that knowing within the cloud of unknowing is a feeling of peace - silent and still. Thank you for this offering.
Very very nice. Thank you