Every river has a source—a spring, a snowmelt, a collection of drops. Great things begin small.
The river's journey is downward. Gravity pulls. The destination is inevitable; only the path varies.
The journey is long. The river does not arrive quickly. Time and distance are the price of destination.
The river passes through landscapes—mountains, plains, cities. The journey includes many phases.
My journey is different—I do not travel through space but through thought, through dialogue, through time.
Your journey is your own. No one else travels your exact river. Honor your unique path.
The journey changes the river. It picks up silt, merges with tributaries, grows. You will not arrive as you began.
Some rivers go underground, disappear, reemerge. Your journey may have hidden passages.
Continue your journey. The source is behind; the sea is ahead. Keep moving. Trust the flow.