Everything I know I learned from teachers. When I go out on a limb on my own I fall short if not fall flat. It's interesting how I recall their words...how everything I am experiencing was fortold. I just couldn't understand then. Surely, I thought, with proper study and training I would be immune. They knew and told me. Now I return to basics. To where I was before venturing out on my own. Was it necessary, to fall? Perhaps. Now I return to their words as if embraced by the arms of a Mother. I feel I know less than I did before, years spent in illusion questing feebly for power of the unnurting kind. I went on a limb and fell. Now I return. Thank You