Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.
The stream knows it can't stay on the mountain.
Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go,
in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.
- Rumi
The stream knows it can't stay on the mountain.
Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go,
in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.
- Rumi
I am trying so hard to determine my path, that I'm doing anything but rising up nimbly. I'm ending my third month at the urgent and family clinic. I've learned much but have ever so much more to learn. There is no end to the social graces I have yet to grasp with patients, colleagues, and staff. But it is becoming clear how balanced and strong a personal stillness can be.
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