Worked hard. I knew what I wanted and I knew it would not come easily or without sacrifice, intensity and determination to begin with. That did not deter Me. I knew what I wanted. My Teachers taught Me well and I listened to every word and often rewrote the sentences and made them my own while never losing the heart of the content. I wanted to own these thoughts, these writings and musings yet I did not want to detract from them the hard work the Sages and Saints, the peasants and laborers had so deeply contributed. No, not to claim authorship but true studenthood so I left the comforts of what had worked for me before and delved into the unknown. It was here that eventually I saw what I had seeked. It was here that finally I had transcended the nuances and idiosyncrasies that were distracting me. So I took what everyone shared or offered into the stillness and quiet of The Sanctuary and it is here where I reside. In peace. Undisturbed. Offline. August 29th The year of Twenty Twenty Five.
Restful Sanctuary