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I can sense the effect of wind, but never see air that stirs the trees. Just like the movements of the air, I can sense the effects of my imagination, but never actually see Imagination. I am the one imagining. My awareness of being (and yours!) is God.
By Mike Brignac5
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I can sense the effect of wind, but never see air that stirs the trees. Just like the movements of the air, I can sense the effects of my imagination, but never actually see Imagination. I am the one imagining. My awareness of being (and yours!) is God.