You meet someone who solemnly tells you: Get up! Fight! Others who suggest: Seize the moment! While you swim in the red puddles of life.
Still others point the finger: Resilience! Resilience!
Perhaps one day, one moment, collected within yourself, alone, under a deep blue sky, in a lonely valley, a small, faint voice, the voice of your Consciousness, whispers: Come home!
And you will listen to it, and this will be your miracle!
Yogi, the path back.
Yogi
