Cousin, The Days Of Gods And Heroes

Nothing Fires The Warrior’s Heart More With Courage Than To Find Himself And His Comrades At The Point Of Annihilation, At The Brink Of Being Routed And Overrun, And Then To Dredge Not Merely From One’s Own Bowels Or Guts But From One’s Discipline And Training The Presence Of Mind Not To Panic, Not To Yield To The Possession Of Despair, But Instead To Complete Those Homely Acts Of Order Which Dienekes Had Ever Declared The Supreme Accomplishment Of The Warrior: To Perform The Commonplace Under Far-from-commonplace Conditions.

When We Sit Down Each Day And Do Our Work, Power Concentrates Around Us... Ideas Come. Insights Accrete.

The Professional Loves Her Work. She Is Invested In It Wholeheartedly. But She Does Not Forget That The Work Is Not Her.

It Is A Commonplace Among Artists And Children At Play That They're Not Aware Of Time Or Solitude While They're Chasing Their Vision. The Hours Fly. The Sculptress And The Tree-climbing Tyke Both Look Up Blinking When Mom Calls, 'suppertime!'

The Hero Wanders, The Hero Suffers, The Hero Returns. You Are That Hero.