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  • "In this world, there is nothing softer or thinner than water. But to compel the hard and unyielding, it has no equal. That the weak overcomes the strong, that the hard gives way to the gentle -- this everyone knows." ~ Lao Tzu

    As I looked at the snow covered peaks of these young Ancient mountains, I feel their permanence call out to me yet they were formed from the changes of land drifting and their solid structure regulates so much change in life downstream. The Himalayas have a bewildering beauty and they teach me about the nature of existence. They are still rising and forming, each year their snow melts, and the rivers are fed, feeding the earth, feeding us all living in the northern states. There are no borders in nature. Just across the range was China and across to the Left Pakistan and the right was Nepal. When the mountains were forming, did they know that they would be so divided between so many states that continually assert their difference, their nationhood. Of course not.

    As I get older, I find that the more we divide ourselves in gangs of statehood, religion and politics, the more we are challenged into corners. If we fix things in our mind, we can never remain flexible; but life calls on us to move and change. The biggest favour I can do for myself is to have a pure acceptance of this process. Total Acceptance. Any resistance in the mind is like putting up these illusional borders. Certainly a way to while away time-certainly life times are spent on defending these. But ironically, it is when we are so similar that often we seek to divide ourselves, perhaps to assert our individuality, perhaps to experience certain contrast. The time has come to end borders, first in our minds, then so it would be on earth. We are all made of the same stuff-from star dust. All other constructs are illusions that we entertain ourselves with-we are more alike than all these differences. Our stories are testament to that fact. And it is in our gentleness of being that will eventually permeate the hard mountain-like borders we have constructed to create anew. Afterall, we've needed these mountains to teach us about our innate gentleness. Despite all the struggle our lives and this world is witness to, I am hedging my bets on our collective humanity to come to that point.

    Image credit: Siddhartha Lochan
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