Today I suddenly became aware of the role of beauty. That beauty almost pulls me into presence. I now recognize that is movement has been with me for as far as I know.
I do not know why this is. This relationship between presence and beauty. This discrimination of the world. I assume that the more enlightened a person is, the more this person will be able to see beauty.
I am not enlightened however. So until then… I just enjoy beauty and am grateful for it’s quality in bringing me closer to presence