Life's moments are like butterflies. Beautiful, colourful, entrancingly fascinating and their ways exceedingly unpredictable. However their magic lasts only for as long as you leave them to flutter from flower to flower the way they please. Anyone who has ever tried capturing one and succeeding in it, pinned it down, knows that they lose their vibrant colours and their power to fascinate quickly. In doing so you are soon left with a withering piece of dust that falls to pieces between your hands if you attempt to recapture or hold on to its passing splendour and unique liveliness.
There is always a way out of any situation in life. If at times you feel there is none it is because you are staring straight ahead believing to be infallibly sure of your next step. Instead of allowing yourself the possibility to turn around a walk back a few steps from whence you came from and simply observe your prior position from this little distance. Or to look left and right instead of believing there is only one possible direction in which it is possible to walk in - or that you must go that way and no other for some reason.
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