Well, birthdays arrive even in the middle of pandemics, wars, crises, dark eras. Colorful blossoms are born in Spring in Aleppo or a camp of Taliban, as beautiful as cherry blossoms in a quiet, peaceful village in Japan or Switzerland. Nature is moving forward, & life is that current of a river, passing before the eyes when the head is full of other thoughts and plans, blind to see the flow of the river, the flow of life.
What do I ponder these days about? I believe that I must think less about myself. Having a more holistic view, thinking about all and me as a member of this system, this universe, as a piece of a big picture. Wish to perceive better the whole picture, the meaning in it, find and play my role satisfactorily.
