Philosophical Food for Thought
It is far too easy to get caught in the winds of change. In the whirling nature of what constitutes life itself, we often forget that the seedlings of peace begin in the space that separates our ears, eyes, and nose from our mouth. What blessings may happen if we just perceive from the radiance of the golden ball lost in that hustle of childhood bliss: a little food for thought.
Namaste, my friends. May blessings find you in your journey to advance confidently in the direction of your dreams.