2h β’ π Chat
The observer
You are not the storm passing through,
you are the sky that holds it.
Watch the thought arise.
Watch it dissolve.
Neither reach for it nor push it away.
This is the sacred art of the witness:
to be so rooted in Presence
that even your own unraveling
becomes something beautiful to behold.
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