It’s fitting that I’m inspired to do a lot of writing now that I am unable to do so (I’m cutting into my sleep time just to make this short journal entry). I hope to store this creative energy somehow. I can’t let this holy water just evaporate. There are pages that need blessings, I know.
Learn of history, learn of music, learn of true, mythic stories, learn compassion, learn hope and learn love. Become a sage of the holy, simple arts. There’s magic and fullness in knowing.