We’ve built our world inside a tiny box. We call it progress — this civilization of economies, technologies, treaties, and trade. We’ve been sold the idea that this box defines who we are, what we’re worth, and what we’re meant to do. But this box is not the whole world. It’s not even close.
Tag: perspective
Life offers itself to us in whispers and storms, in ripe fruit and empty branches. The journey inward — where truth, love, and the essence of who we are resides — often begins only when we stop reaching for what isn’t ready and allow ourselves to simply be.
A quiet place, lonely but never truly alone. This divine life offers infinite variety, if only we’re willing to embrace it. Yet, persistent sadness too…
We stand at the crossroads of possibility, where every moment hums with potential — yet we’re caught in the tide of time, constantly pulled between what is and what could be. It’s easy to be swept away, but if we pause, we might catch a glimpse of something deeper — the quiet, ever-present force that guides us beyond the noise.
Gone, perhaps, but the story goes on — In the forest, what seems dead gives life to critters and bugs, a home for birds, a…