Ironically, I think it’s when we constantly try to “be” too many things at once (or perhaps one astronomical thing) that we entirely forget how to exist with any amount of calmness and composure in the present moment.
My father’s death by suicide inspired me to learn how to just ‘be’
Washington Post

Thank you for a wonderful article. That is the most precious thing to me. That I am allowed to regularly have those moments of just being. It is such a great blessing.

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