A note on life itself
Life is made of moments, and those moments are made of blessings and lessons, it is not a stream that follows a single pathway, it’s an ocean that points to endless possibilities and welcomes storms just as it does tranquillity. Yet life is always leading you – even through the storms and the darkness when you struggle to find direction – it is taking you somewhere,
even when it seems as though you are in the openness of nowhere, you will meet companions, and you will meet teachers – sometimes you will live under a sky painted grey ridden of the sun, and sometimes a dark
sky dotted with stars and a full moon, life is made of many moments- you must learn to live through them all, rather than survive through some now in hopes to live through others then.



