It’s early morning, dark, with just a pin prick of light illuminating the room. I focus my gaze on the flickering candle in front of me; sitting, staring.
Sleepy still from the night’s slumber my eyes relax, lose focus. One candle becomes two and the dance begins as candles move to and fro. Both quite real, floating in front of me before my very eyes the illusion of separateness.
My focus sharpens and what was two becomes one and I see the Truth.
There is only one candle and they are both me.
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Mount Kilimanjaro, Empire State Building Run-up & New York City Marathon
Help me raise $10,000 for the Challenged Athletes Foundation to celebrate still being alive 10 years after my near-fatal accident