Just This

To end this madness, we need a revolution of Presence against the tyranny of the ideal. There is no more savage assault on the earth than to compare, to measure the sacrament of what Is against what Should be. Creativity arises through Presence. Fully awake to this moment, my smallest act has world-changing significance. Now is the time to settle my breath upon the ordinary, as a moth lands quietly on a mossy stone. My only goal: to develop a gentle abiding affection for things just as they are, hallowed in their fallenness by the heart-breaking beauty of imperfection.





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