Whenever I stand looking out of a window I’m reminded of being on the inside looking out. What I see is always limited by the frames of the window. The full picture is just not available to me. My seeing is perpetually constrained and limited. Therefore, all my perceptions are temporary and I can never dogmatize anything I see and experience. There is, and always will be, more. It’s the distinction between narrow sight and wide sight, or as others describe it, the distinction between small mind and big mind.
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