wellspring of joy

There is an old discipline taught in this land that makes use of mind foot will focus and hand. It's shared with but a few who come from without and helps one to conquer fear torment and doubt and helps one to find in the depths of the self the wellspring of joy purpose calm peace and health. Its name can't be mentioned its outlines are vague it cannot be hampered by sickness or plague it cannot be grasped after confined or caught – all efforts to know it with peril are fraught. It is both internal and external too it ignites the passions yet tempers them too and with it ones learns to be always aware to lessen emotions and soften one's glare. If it must be named then these names should suffice: Tatag'eh, Tatag, or maybe The Rule of Thrice; for three are its tenets its tenets are three and they are love mercy and humility. Its one central focus is stilling the mind and leaving memory and sadness behind and learning to stay in the Here and the Now and learning one's own fertile basin to plow. To control the self and not others is key to living in blessed long-lived harmony with The Great Unnameable Vast Mystery and its many vassals we can't hear or see. The monks of this order are few but well-placed and of many sexes and many a race and move through this world leaving very few traces but filled with such wonder as once filled the Graces. To join in this movement come search out a sage and watch her emerge from humanity's cage then delve into wonder sat there by her side and let go of honor want anger and pride. Our gates they stand open to all those who wander without ever moving from here there or yonder so come when you're ready and stay for a while to learn to live life filled with soft yielding smiles.

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