Gone, perhaps, but the story goes on — In the forest, what seems dead gives life to critters and bugs, a home for birds, a…
Tag: peace
There’s a strange thing that happens when we stop resisting the messiness of life. The chaos, the struggle, the unpredictable tides — they’re not here to break us. They’re here to shape us. Somewhere in the friction, we find our edge, our true selves, and the meaning we’ve been searching for all along. It’s not about avoiding the storm; it’s about learning to dance in it.
Audio Version (music by Saavane) Be it so gentle that an uttered word would shatter the dream Be it so subtle that the breath of…