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Nov 2014
When I am full, I am empty.
When I am empty, I can let the fullness of life's experiences touch me.
Deeply nestled in my soul is an awareness that all of what I seek I only think I need, but that I do not need any of it at all.

If I do not seek anything, I shall have nothing and I shall remain empty.
This emptiness is what my soul craves because then that is when I can feel the entirety of the slightest, little thing.

That little thing could be anything-- it could be a tiny smile; it could be a single raspberry.

To be empty is to be full.
Sidney
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Sidney  Minnesota, USA
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