to witness hope

They say the capybara fears nothing…

But it’s not about bravery.

It just doesn’t fight.

Doesn’t run.

Doesn’t shout.

Doesn’t panic.

It moves through the world like nothing can harm it.

It walks past crocodiles like they’re old neighbors.

Strolls by predators like it’s going out for coffee.

And no one touches it.

Not because it’s the strongest.

But because it threatens no one.

It doesn’t demand respect with teeth or growls.

It earns it with calm.

The capybara has that kind of energy that softens the air.

That peace that people want to be around.

That presence that quiets even the loudest minds.

Maybe that’s why birds sit on it, monkeys hang with it, even predators don’t mind it.

Being near a capybara… feels like peace.

It’s not about being untouchable.

It’s about being so at ease that no one even thinks of harming you.

No hate.

No drama.

No rush.

Just life.

Simple. Peaceful. Still.

And maybe the strength we’re missing isn’t about power…

Maybe it’s about being a little more like that.

~anonymous

when my intention is pure….

inquiry for today~ it’s ok for now to not know how…

feeling loved…

One day when you wake up, you will find that you have become a forest.
You have grown roots and found strength in them that no one thought you had.
You have become stronger and more beautiful, full of life-giving qualities.
You have learned to take all the negativity around you and turn it into oxygen for easy breathing.
A host of wild creatures live inside you and you call them stories.
A variety of different birds rest inside your mind and you call them memories.
You have become an incredible self-sustaining thing of epic proportions.
And you should be so proud of yourself, of how far you have come from the seeds of who you used to be.

~Nikita Gill

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