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Perspective Changes Everything: A Reflection from the Hills of Vagamon

It’s always about the frame. How you frame the problem changes the problem itself.

One moment, I was talking to people, standing beside them, sharing thoughts. Then came the trudge down the rolling hills—a pleasant, happy descent through Vagamon’s stunning landscape.

Thirty minutes later, I turned around.

The people I had just spoken to? Now tiny silhouettes on the horizon. The hill? A mere bump in the distance. The shifting light made them look like mannequins in a store—motionless, almost unreal.

Perspective changes everything. What looks overwhelming up close may seem insignificant from afar. What seems impossible now may, with distance, reveal new possibilities.

Try changing the frame—you might see things in a whole new way.

What does love mean if not time. The time that we give to make relationships special, make them special. Relationships are special in their tiny moments. Wrapped in love, kindness, discovery. All a function of time!

What are the best moments of your life? I wonder how it is with you, but I love the moments that I spent shooting the breeze. With mom. With dad. With the missus. With the little miss. With friends. It makes us who we are. At least, I think it does that with me.

It is a different matter though that we don’t give such moments their due. It is when we do, that we begin living our lives.

Today, go shoot the breeze with someone you love!

(at Vagamon)