The one thing we all have in common from the moment we take our first breath is that we are terminal.
Whether our human stories are short or long dying comes to us all.
We are all here for a reason, and I very much doubt that the reason is to have a huge bank account, or have an "important" job.
If those or other very shallow achievements were the only reason we came here then human existence would be truly meaningless.
Pondering the meaning of life and navigating our earthly journey is something that all humans once did, in a time where distractions were limited humans sought to deepen their spiritual connection not by the religious stories, but by immersing the self in nature, tuning in to the cycles of the moon, sitting in the presence of the forest or by the rushing waters of a river.
These connections are lost to those that dwell in the mainstream manipulated world of materialism.
Given that our time here on Earth is so fleeting I am grateful that I have always leaned towards the ways of our ancestors, those who may not have had the luxuries many deem necessary in their lives today, but those who truly lived in harmony with this glorious planet and who honoured themselves by learning to awaken their connections with all other beings that share this realm with us.
Nature is my temple and my teacher and I am truly grateful for always seeing that which the sleepers fail to even notice.......
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