These days I meet a lot of people struggling with depression and anxiety in the modern world.
I think the main source is living a disconnected life.
A life too loud, too full, too fast.
We have forgotten about who we are in balance with nature and cannot stand a day of pure silence anymore. The silence of the African bush can teach us to listen instead of talking, can teach us to be grateful instead of complaining, it can even teach us who we are and what we have to do in this world. It can teach us to learn to give again instead of just taking.
And it will teach us that the “me“ is not the centre of the universe. Sometimes we have to look for less to find more.