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My True Belonging

eric mccarty
Nov 17, 2020

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My True Belonging — Poetry — Misty — Headless Now

My True Belonging:

as if I could ever find myself someplace other, not present to the only moment offered — it’s always here, and I’m never removed from this, right now is my true belonging. And even as my thoughts wander, revisiting years ago or imagining far tomorrows — I remain as clear presence, the allowing point for the mind to travel.

who I am never wanders.

just be, that’s it, and my full instructions to myself — to just be, and I find that this includes an innate present moment awareness, effortless, and not one that calls for a mindful demand. It’s not about attention, or noting the details of a particular moment. It’s relaxing as I am, as I find myself right now, and allowing life to reveal itself in the way it feels fit to show me. To just be means life, and what I am is alive, aware, and curious as to how this present moment seems to contain the whole of my existence. Even if I could there is no need to stray — life takes place right here, and always now.

this is my true belonging, my only source — I am aware now, and in this sense of awareness I find no lines to distinguish past from present, no separation between the aware presence of yesterday and of today. It’s clear, line-less all the way to any point I can remember.

just presence.

being.

and through no effort of my own — it’s a somehow grace, to be alive, to be aware, to just…whatever happens next. It’s all included.

my true belonging is always here.

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Peace,
Eric

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eric mccarty
eric mccarty

Written by eric mccarty

Writer, prose poetry, meditation teacher and lifetime student

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