Times of training feeds panic, because your guard is low and ears are too open to whispers, Times of training teaches me to plan for lean days enjoying while bread is warm, Times of training builds a hand that does not shake when prices are at stake, Times of training keeps my mouth on gratitude mode, not boast; as I stay ready for danger, Times of training sets a pace I can hold through which praise or loss arrives…
Lessons on cold shower start with flinch and end with breath as I count one to ten, Lessons on cold shower reminds me of being shocked is loud, but my choice still speaks, Lessons on cold shower makes colder inside of you useful, so the colder inside hurts less, Lesson on cold shower fix my gaze on versatile forms not to sting, not to noise, even not to show, Lessons on cold shower teach me to meet hard cold air with calm shoulders and closed eyes…
Empty pantry practice me to ask for soup and left overs down from a simple bowl to joyful days, Empty pantry practice me to turns small meals to pride and gratitude for every bread, Empty pantry practice me to sort wants from needs; a noise from the truth; and rush from care, Empty pantry practice me to set up a plan: to properly list, to shop smart, cook slow, save. Empty pantry practice me to build a resilient muscle for late paydays and thin weeks that will soon to come…
Quiet days alone is not a curse; it is a training for being comfortable with yourself, Quiet days alone lets me hear my thoughts under the music and peace, Quiet days alone turns my house into a school of reflection; as I read, as I mend, and as I sort, Quiet days alone teaches me to ask help without shame, but at the same time give back to the world with your own gifts, Quiet day alone makes me my own friend that I can lean on, a way to understand my own aspirations and dreams…
Before crisis comes I constantly test my own limits, my own strength and my own ability Before crisis comes I practice the call for courage that helps me get through those tougher days Before crisis comes I draw clear lines from my needs, from my wants, and what can wait, Before crisis comes I train my breath and words to stay humble and true as actions speaks more, Before crisis comes I keep a rule that I can trust when fear shouts: to breathe, to choose, then act…
Watchwords (Long) • Train when days with kind • Turn drills into trained skills • Keep pace under shocking calmness • Ask help but never trade value • Breathe as you choose to act daily
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”
