Each and
every one of us implicitly believes, almost without
doubts, that Life is a journey. A lot of
seemingly convincing explanations can be given for such a
way of considering our life. Nevertheless, as we
"travel" all the time, we often cannot see clearly
the reason for our travelling. We can
regard this journey as a fixed route imposed on us by
time and the events which accompany us
in our exterior life, calling "destiny" the
path already set by external causes or by other men. Or we can
regard our journey through life as the need to follow our
interior vocation. Though aware of the obstacles which
oppose to our proceeding, the intuition of our real
identity might represent the reason of our interior
motion. |
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