The wise one approaches the mountain and contemplates in silence, a black bird soars above the mountain, he opens his eyes and drinks tea in his room…sanctuary is the true domain of stillness, I have not had the benefit of sanctuary until recently. A gift of peace from a friend. Sanctuary is the breath regardless of its form. I have had a lot of trouble with my breathing because of a lack of sanctuary. Stillness is a requirement for clarity its silence pervades everything. Solitude invites possibility the open door to knowing. Thanks Jesse.