(Reflections on running)
When will you stop running?
Pause and realize there’s no where to go, there’s no place to be, there’s nothing to acquire.
When you think you’ve arrived,
the joy of achieving fades away like the crisp morning air.
Instead do nothing, stay still and watch.
This too shall pass.
In THIS moment, the ocean floor of joy will open, expand and create a sacred space for you,
That is truly big enough to hold your spirit.
What if you swam here instead?
You can stay here forever.
