The river never rushes,
yet it always moves forward.
Maybe that’s all we need to remember. 🍀

Sometimes the road back home isn’t a place,
it’s a feeling—
the sound of wind between bamboo. 🍀

☀️ The light broke through — louder than thought.
🌿 Maybe awareness is just remembering the sun inside us.
✨ A quiet, decisive light of my own.

✨During my Kyoto trip, I dropped by a beautiful furniture shop in Osaka.

Light, leaves, and calm air — everything felt quietly alive.🌈

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