I am drawn in each time I read this.
"that you rest inside the space, this space
between thought and breath".
The space between thought and breath?
How deliciously intriguing.
Is this where the pause before words resides?
The "empty" darkness of not knowing?
The nothing containing everything?
"It matters that you listen until you see
that you are not the storm...but the beloved,
badass ocean who holds and holds, who forever holds you...."
Reading Playground by Richard Powers
is giving me a dazzling perspective
of our oceans...it amazes me
to discover how much more there is to learn.
I love when this happens.
Namaste'
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