People who are out of control desperately need to observe your healthy boundaries in-play to learn from your example.

Love is a lens of an observer. Love is an attitude with action.

You are the observer who watches your emotions as they push, pull and stretch you.

There is a coarse and ugly temperament and tenor observable in the common unconscious person.

Silence is more than observation; it informs from non-observation.

Observing the stream of eternal and simple truth is the same for all who look upon the fountainhead of consciousness.

There is no greater path than the act of listening, because the observer who listens can begin to see themselves as a part of one expression of purpose and beingness.

When you reveal all you cheat the observer of their contribution.