Wednesday, September 22, 2010
"The Reality of Being"
by Jeanne De Salzman
I exist in this moment. I cannot hold myself apart observing
from the outside, nor fix or stop the the movement, appropriating it for
myself. I can only feel that I am part of it. I am nothing without it,
and it can do nothing without me. I let go, and in losing myself I find
myself. I submit to this movement, in which form is created and
immediately swept away as soon as it appears. I live in my breathing.
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