Monarchs are all over the place. They cross my sight at every moment, flying over Monterrey, reminding me about the greatness of life.
We still do not know how they manage to know the direction they are supposed to follow, and how grand-children and great-grand-children return to the exact same point where their ancestors started their journey. Research about their inter-generational migration is ongoing, pointing out circadian rhythms and the position of the sun in the sky.
Maybe they just know by heart what they should do and the paths they should take. Maybe they do not know it but just feel what is correct and pursue it.
Maybe we all have a Monarch in ourselves.
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