Collection of Reflective Snippets

Climb
It was a nice sunny day. The sun was strong and the sky a perfect blue. The wind was strong and I felt glad that I had a jacket on me. It was a good day to climb a mountain. I would stop to look at the view every few minutes. It was a breathtakingly beautiful sight and I was out of breath by the time I reached the top.
So I sat down marvelling nature. In the far distance I saw the clouds descending on a mountain moving swiftly around it. The people at the base couldn't have known the sky was blue and the clouds to be merely a layer. Drifting and only temporary much like our troubles and fears in life.
The sky is always blue. Sometimes you just need to climb a mountain to see that.

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Today,
I was driving through Manali at a slow steady pace. A
nice song was playing in the background.
The music was soulful and had a pang of nostalgia to it.
The rain drops were falling on the windshield making a
pattern that I couldn't make sense of, but it looked
beautiful. Before long, the wiper came and wiped it clean.
And a new pattern started to form and this was beautiful
too. And again the wiper cleaned it off. And on and on the cycle went...Each time beautiful and unique. Never once did I get
attached to the pattern forming on the windshield.
Maybe that's a good wav to see life ..

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Walk,
Sometimes I don't know what to do..so I just walk.
If at some point my shoe laces open I stop to tie them up.
And that's pause from thinking. If the view is too beautiful,
I stop to take a look at it. And that’s another pause.
I keep walking and with every step more aware of my thoughts.A dog starts following me. I stop to look at it.
It stops and avoids my gaze.
I continue to walk. The view is beautiful. I take a picture.
The question of what to do has left. I feel like
walking some more. And the dog is following me.
If something needs to be done it will present itself.

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Travel
Every time I leave a place, I take some of that place with me and I leave a little of me in that place. So if I travel long enough, and to all the places, in a way I will carry all the places in me and all those places will have a little bit of me.I suppose that would make me universal, and the world united.

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