Posts Tagged Habit

People Are People


The country that I love is just a place somewhere in the world. Perhaps it’s a lot like your world, perhaps it’s nothing like it.
Sohrab Sepehri (an Iranian poet) once wrote: “It does not matter where I am. The sky is always mine. Windows, ideas, air, love, earth, all mines.” …
However if you look closer, you may see someone like you. Someone trying to find their path. Someone trying to find their place. Someone trying to find their self. Sometimes it appears like you are the only one in the world who’s struggling, who’s frustrated, or unsatisfied, or barely getting by.


But that feeling’s a lie. And if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find you and make it all okay. Because we all need a little help sometimes. Someone to help us hear the music in the world, to remind us that it won’t always be this way. That someone is out there. And that someone will find you….


“Life’s a pleasant tradition. Life’s wing is as vast as death. Life’s a jump the size of love. Life’s not something, we put on the mantel of habit and forget….”


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