Everything in life has a beginning and end point. Just like every day will come to a completion, so will the life of a flower, the pet we dote on, the dwelling we call home, and the lives of those closest to us.  

From a very young age, I reflected on this fact - that nothing in life would be forever.​
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We are born into this world with no religion, no nationality – we are just who we are. Without exception, the eyes of every newborn child reflect the innocence that we all know in the depth of our being. This innocence, this purity, is who we are, in other words, we arrive in the purity of our divinity – our inner essence. But what happens to our inner essence after as we grow up? How does it become distorted?