The Beauty of Resilience

True peace isn't avoiding the storm, it's becoming unshakable after the storm passes through you.

A seed cracks in darkness before reaching light. A sword endures fire before holding

its edge. Suffering breaks us, yes, but that's exactly

the point. Wholeness without contrast is fragile. You cannot recognize joy without knowing

sorrow. Light means nothing if you've never sat in darkness. Peace isn't a soft

blanket handed at birth. It's the quiet settling in your bones after walking through

the valley and discovering you're still standing. Think of a river tumbling a jagged stone for years,

crashing it against rocks, grinding away edges. The river doesn't hate the stone.