Hermitage

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I feel like I’ve returned to an old hermitage up on a mountain that I left a while back. If it were to be a real place I’d say it’s a small humble quiet shack built with a frame of sturdy beams and a solid rock foundation. But now as I return, I see that while I’ve been out on pilgrimage gathering new tools and firewood, some things have fallen into disrepair, there’s a few nails to hammer back into place, and although the interior beams are still solid, the rest of the structure needs some tender love and care. And there’s only one person who is able to do the work… me.

When I was younger I had a really great teacher who used to tell me that whenever we dream of buildings they represent the self. So that’s where I’m going with this. I have returned to my hermitage on the mountaintop only to realize that there’s a bigger mountain next-door and before I can head out on that next quest this hermitage needs just a little more work.


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