In this finite path we must all travel along, we are consistently offered reflections of ourselves. The people whom we choose to surround ourselves with, the things that we allow occupation in our mind’s eye, the decisions we stake our claim in daily - or the lack thereof of the aforementioned. In the ever-changing environment/body/mind that we inhabit, what constancy underlies our purpose and vision? If any at all? Reflection of self is found within the abandonment of avoidance, among the uncomfortable stillness of truth. Peace be with you.