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“Once you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy.”
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
It’s cold. Not super cold, just pretty cold. Crisp. There’s snow everywhere, but not fresh snow. The sky is black and star-speckled with a bright moon and wisps of cloud. The air is still. Paul and I walk in silence. This is the same Paul I talked about in the first book, but this was before that.
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