The Gentleness of Being is recognised by the traces it leaves as it swans out of the direct line of sight.
The detectable traces of the Gentleness of Being tend towards small-to-invisible.
The breathwork of the Gentleness of Being is uncountably slow, and so shallow, it barely introduces enough oxygen into its domain to keep itself conscious.
The passage of the Gentleness of Being is shared with all who believe with an unnameable yearning in the sight of its customary retreat towards humility.
The Gentleness of Being comprises of a telling smile. That smile is unconditional, yet all conditions are coloured by it. The smile is non-attached, non-dual, yet the Universe would fall from existence, if the telling smile did not exist.
The smile of the Gentleness of Being has no definition. Every iteration of any expression that may direct a single point of focus towards the smile results in instant evaporation to a null point.
Am I chatting about love? Am I reaching into the heart of One-ness?
~ Love is present E v e r yN o w
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