As a young man, I sought pleasure, looking in all the wrong places, for all the wrong things. Pleasure was an escape.

Peace
Harmony
Happiness
Love
Pleasure
I was asked a few days ago if I was happy. I said, “Sometimes. But I am at peace.”
The Navajo call it the Blessing Way. Other tribes call it the Red Road. But we’re all human and we all seek it. Some of us see a path. Yep. It’s a journey. I don’t think we’re the “crown of creation.” But we are probably a jewel in it.
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Beautiful picture. Being at peace sounds terminal.
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