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I need a center! Says the dried tree…

When the seeking for a center stops,

the past and future disappear, but this moment remains.

The compulsion to name what you see disappears, but the seeing remains.

The need to know goes away, but the knowing remains.

And this is you,

beyond the struggles of a mind that needs shapes to hide in and resist to this moment as is.

Remember you're neither a dried tree nor a doughnut.

Every moment is complete.

Happy Sunday!