Searching?

I recently sent this to a friend that is going through some tough times. While not extremely profound, I figured that I would share a thought.

In Australian aboriginal cultures, a 'walkabout' is a ritual in which a man about to come of age goes on a solitary journey through the wilderness in an attempt to learn more about himself and determine his own character and strength. Unfortunately, people do not seem to attempt this journey until they feel that they have reached their aphelion. That is the point where an object is at its it furthest point away from the sun, in the coldness of space. However bleak this may sound, that very moment also is also the start of the long journey to confidently return on it's way to reach perphelion, or the closest it will get to that brightest point. Even strangers can be friends and possibly the best in terms of unexpected aid. I may not be a religious man, but I still understand that we are so often caught up in our destination that we forget to appreciate the journey, especially the goodness of the people we meet on the way. Appreciation is a wonderful feeling, don't overlook it.