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There is a particular kind of peace that arrives when we no longer insist on knowing. When we stop interrogating life for explanations and instead begin to live as if it knows what it’s doing. This is not passivity—it’s participation with presence. It is the posture of one who understands that while we do not control the wind, we can raise our sail. We can choose our relationship to uncertainty.
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In the depths of winter, a small bird perched on a frozen branch, trembling against the bitter wind. Yet it sang, its melody pure and unwavering. Sometimes, our greatest strength emerges not despite our circumstances, but because of them.