Storms test us, reshape us, and strip away what cannot hold. Some storms can be prepared for. Others we must face awake. From bent trees to thorns underfoot, storms reveal what endures and what must be let go.
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At a hidden crossroads in the forest, I found old wires, unseen paths, and a rare Turaco messenger glowing red in the sun. A reminder that stillness reveals what motion cannot — that the most important paths may be waiting, unseen, until we pause.
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Usually all our water troughs are kept full — shared with frogs, deer, and whatever else wanders through. But in the dry stretches, we fill only what’s necessary. Wealth is not about more. It is about gratitude and preservation — and living within the limits of what we cannot control.
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