Blessed Wholeness,
What do we see when we look?
Do we see it even if we’re not looking?
Where should we look?
What if we don’t know we’re seeing it?
Is it in the forest? The neighborhood? A pew?
What about dogs?
When is it easy to spot?
Is it just a projection?
Does it know when we’re sorry?
What looks at us?
Where is it watching from?
Does it form an opinion?
Does it see us even if no one else does?
Does it see us when we’re wrong?
Does it ever apologize?
Does it make jokes?
Is it everywhere?
Are we alone?
What do we see when we see ourselves?
Is self-delusion sometimes appropriate?
If we see something, should we say?
Or if we see it, is it better to be nice?
What if it’s none of our business ?
But what if it’s the truth?
Who gets to say what is true?
What if the truth is annoying?
Can being seen be more important than being loved?
I see.
I don’t see.
I am seen.
I am not seen.
I need truth.
I need delusion.
I miss my old dog.
I apologize.
I accept your apology.
Amen
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