There are seasons when everything feels heavy.
When the valley is cloaked in shadow and the path ahead dissolves into stillness.
But even then – or perhaps especially then – something begins to shift.
Not all endings are final.
Sometimes, they are just a mirror — reflecting what is to come.
The summit in the distance,
the stillness of the water,
the quiet invitation to rise again.
To trust the climb.
To follow the glimmer.
To begin.
Anew.
There are seasons when everything feels heavy.
When the valley is cloaked in shadow and the path ahead dissolves into stillness.
But even then – or perhaps especially then – something begins to shift.
Not all endings are final.
Sometimes, they are just a mirror — reflecting what is to come.
The summit in the distance,
the stillness of the water,
the quiet invitation to rise again.
To trust the climb.
To follow the glimmer.
To begin.
Anew.
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– but beauty doesn’t wait for systems to be perfect.
If this piece calls to you, trust that feeling.
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