A stream flows from highland to the ocean. It cant flow back. Each moment of now at a section of a river, contains different water, never the same, as it never stops flowing. Thats time & space that can play trick on us. The ocean is our shared origin, our source of beingness, our solace of peace, a place to return. Yet, before we return, each of us feels like a cup of water with different taste. The taste is our ego, our conditioned thought & feeling, talent, skill, borrowed personhood, temporal false identification, illusion of selfness, a trusted gift meant as a test. The cup comes in different shapes, like our body. We tend to be obsessed with being a cup, having a unique form & taste, separated & different from others. Yet, our true nature is the ocean water, not the cup nor the water it contains. All of us are streaming towards the same ocean, to return. But before we reach that ocean, appreciate & enjoy the journey. Savour each moment. By the time we reach the ocean, we will say, thank you God for this beautiful ride & awesome trip.
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