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The River’s Journey
There was once a young river named Kai. Born high in the mountains, she rushed forward with excitement, tumbling over rocks, laughing as she danced through valleys, eager to reach her destination—though she wasn’t quite sure what that destination was.
As she flowed, Kai encountered villages that depended on her waters, lush meadows that flourished because of her presence, and deep canyons carved by her persistence. She felt powerful, necessary, and full of purpose.
But then, one day, the river met the desert.
Suddenly, the ground beneath her grew thirsty, and the sun above her blazed. She slowed down, struggling to push forward. Her waters began to disappear into the dry earth. Fear crept in. What if this is the end? What if I am no longer a river at all?
Just as doubt filled her, the wind whispered to her gently, “Dear river, do not be afraid. You are not losing yourself; you are only changing form. Trust the flow.”
Kai listened. She surrendered. Instead of fighting, she allowed the sun to lift her waters into the sky. She became mist, rising higher than she had ever gone before. The wind carried her across the desert, over mountains, and finally, she felt herself becoming raindrops, falling into a vast ocean.
And in that moment, she understood: I was never just the river—I was always part of something greater. I was always water, always moving, always flowing.
She had not disappeared. She had expanded.
The Lesson
Life moves in cycles—times of rapid progress and times of stillness. When we feel stuck, lost, or uncertain, we must trust the flow. We are always guided by Divine Intelligence, always part of something greater. Instead of resisting change, we can embrace it, knowing that even in moments of pause or transition, we are being carried toward something new and beautiful.