There've been a few tacit, simple and yet profound moments lately that I'm not sure what to make of. Sometimes things just kinda click. Birds flying off a telephone wire, a lamp post reflecting off of an icy road, a snow flake falling on a glove, a footstep on the garage floor. These things seem to inspire something. Can only describe it as "-Ing." The ungraspable -ing of things. Like movING, breathING, reflectING, flowING that is utterly Whole and complete. Anyone else experienced such or have any insight on the matter?
Gassho, John
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