Just do your work. And if the world needs your work it will come and get you. And if it doesn’t, do your work anyway. You can have fantasies about having control over the world, but I know I can barely control my kitchen sink. That is the grace I’m given. Because when one can control things, one is limited to one’s own vision.
you are like the snow only
purer fleeter, like the rain
only sweeter frailer you.
The immense space suddenly becomes vacant: then illuminated.