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What is Constant?

        What is Constant?

What is constant when I see?

What is constant when I hear?

What is constant when I touch?

What is constant when I talk?

What is constant when I taste?

What is constant when I smell?

What is constant when I feel?

What is constant when I heal?

What is constant when I walk?

What is constant when I sit?

What is constant when I lie?

What is constant when I fly?

What is constant when I drive?

What is constant when I run?

What is constant when I brush?

What is constant when I rub?

What is constant when I sleep?

What is constant when I think?

What is constant when I count?

What is constant when I save?

What is constant when I lose?

What is constant when I fall?

What is constant when I rise?

What is constant when I know?

What is constant when I do not know?

What is constant when I arrive?

What is constant when I err?

What is constant when I rage?

What is constant when I love?

What is constant when I hate?

What is constant when I forgive?

What is constant when I trust?

What is constant when I despair?

What is constant when I worry?

What is constant when I am late?

What is constant when I am early?

What is constant when I fail?

What is constant when I succeed?

What is constant when I miss?

What is constant when I smile?

What is constant when I frown?

What is constant when I breathe?

What is constant when I swallow?

What is constant when I do nothing?

What is constant when I meditate?

What is constant when I am still?

What is constant when I am?

What is constant when I am not?

                           Kenneth E. Norton

Santa Rosa, CA  July 26, 2015  Birthday musing

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One comment on “What is Constant?

  1. Shalom Ken! It has been ages since we last met and yet, renewing contact seems as casual as picking up from yesterday. “Constant” — a truly mesmerizing concept, not a concrete value, needed your appraisal to set it in its appropriate duct. Thanks for the sharing. “Constant” finds its fulfillment/engulfment in the dynamics of every instant— Breath— as Professor would put it. Blessings!

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