Directionless

Directionless:

in both directions now, this is how things appear — a view that shows form, objects, and the world at large, while too revealing my own sense of spacious holding. Of course it only seems to flow in any one direction, an outward glance to find the world and a reflective gaze to find my true self. Reality shows me that there is only, ever, at once, directionless, and continuously unfolding. By virtue of presence, I find…