I took this photo yesterday as I was walking beside the river. The autumn trees were turning, their beautiful colours mirrored in the still water. For a moment everything appeared calm, even though the current beneath was quietly moving on. It made me think about how often we mistake stillness for stagnation, and movement for progress. We live in a culture that celebrates forward motion. Busyness has become a proxy for worth, and reflection can feel almost subversive — a paus

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