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“Would you believe me if I told you we can suffer and experience joy at the same time? Have you felt delight even while your muscles are burning during a climb? Is elation felt alongside the pains of childbirth? Can a mountain be simultaneously majestic and rugged? Joy and suffering can coexist in the same space: they can be experienced together.”

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Beauty Beyond the Thorns: Discovering Gifts in Suffering

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“I don't wish to deny the reality of death or domination but instead laugh in the face of it. Laugh in the mindless, robotic face of oppression and repression, and its destruction. With loss comes grief and mourning, yes, but also a celebration of life itself, of theirs, of ours, of all nature. Joy, like revolution, is contagious and spreads like a forest fire.”

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