"Those tiny big feelings we tend have a funny way
of shaping the world we wake up in."
Isn't this a delicious way of saying
thoughts matter?
"I like to think of each of us as a walking library."
All our thoughts and ideas, our loves, memories, dreams,
unspoken desires, passions, as yet unrealized hopes,
people and events we've forgotten and imagined, all there resting inside
available for review.
"...those stories we never open, they don't vanish.
They somehow pile up, shaping who we are, even if we might
never fully understand."
Who are the characters visiting our library...
the inner companions accompanying our way?
What stories are being written as we live out our days?
Namaste'
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