Pain was my first teacher.

Not just physical pain — but soul-deep wounds: betrayal, abandonment, loneliness, chronic stress, and the collapse of my own body.

I didn’t choose the Stillness Path.

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When I couldn’t move, I had to sit.
When I couldn’t trust, I had to face myself.
When noise became unbearable, silence became sacred.

I didn’t get here through comfort.
I got here by losing everything I thought made me strong —
Only to discover that true power is born in stillness.

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The mushrooms cracked me open many years ago.
They showed me truth I couldn’t unsee that has helped me better understand my purpose here. 
If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t feel this urgency to share what I now carry.

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I’m not here to preach.
I’m here to radiate what silence taught me —
To show that suffering can become strength.
That presence is more powerful than pain.

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The Stillness Path is not easy.
But it is sacred.
And I walk it now —
so others don’t have to crawl through the dark alone.