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Your Mother: "Well, Son. The sand doesn't seem as important as your studies."
Helki raises her finger for silence.
Helki: "Hold on, Cousin. Perhaps he has something to say."
Your mother squats down and rustles your hair.
Your Mother: "What's interesting, Child?"
[[There are so many small pieces that make a solid ground. One piece is insignificant. Together, they can hold our feet.]]
[[Nothing. It's silly.]]
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Helki: "Good, Child. Better to be sheltered when a storm comes."
Your mother: "I'm very proud of you."
Your mother and aunt walk away to sit under the shade of a tree and you close your eyes. Your aunt told you two mantras to pick from this morning. Which do you choose?
[[Victory is reserved for those willing to pay its price]]
[[Watch your thoughts for they become your actions]]
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Helki: "Nephew. Have you been practicing your studies?"
You look up from the sand you're playing in and up into her eyes. You're eight years old. Your aunt Helki is standing over you with her normal unsmiling face.
Helki: "Your mother sent you over here to meditate. Practice clearing your thoughts."
Your mother walks over.
Your Mother: "Son, have you been playing again?"
[[I was studying this sand. It's interesting.]]
[[I'm sorry. I'll get back to it.]]
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Helki: "Very well put."
Your mother: "Yes, Child. Well done. Now back to your studies."
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Helki pats you on the head but doesn't smile. She never does.
Your mom kisses your foread.
Your Mom: "You do me proud, Child."
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You're encouraged by the strength of this quote and feel power rush through your veins.
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You meditate and find your peace where you are to learn the source of your power.
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