I don't look at my Wallet often. I have glanced at it just now, and I can tell you it was more than 10 times that value at one point.
Having said that, it is not the value of the crypto that brought me here and it is not what keeps me returning.
As my physical world withdrew or continued to roll perhaps outside my window, it was steemit people, real people not least of whom the 2 I respond to here who fueled my spirit and filled what could have been an emptiness where the apparent "real" world left me behind.

The vision quest spoke to me, not only for it's beautifully constructed weekly themes, each layer complimenting the last, but for the soul who looked down the barrel of the camera and through eyes of openness, of fragile giving divinity of rawness.

In the space between, remains to this day, not a mantra, no a mantra is too strong and intentionally ritualized. For me is is the softest of melodies, the song that I hear when I listen to the sound of spirit behind the noise of every day. When I take the time to step away from the clutter of life tasks and quarrels that too often come to define instead of assist true life purpose, in those moments of purposeful reflection (that are too seldom embraced), there it is rhythmic, melodic, innocently waiting, the space between where words cannot define, and time passed immeasurable, pain soothed.

The first song I saw you play and the place I go to when needing to connect with the higher self.

You gave me that Mr Lindsay. It cannot be measured against the fullness of a wallet, a statistical number or reputation designated by an algorithm or a fancy McMansion in an overpriced suburb. These things do not mean anything. Everything that is of value can be discovered in the layers of the vision quest. A community born from the heart of a boy. A heart who in spite of great sorrow chose to open wider rather than close. You honour your father in everything you do. The saint that you say he was in life and the angel he is in passing both of these reside in you. Shines from your eyes and sings from your voice, and vibrate in your actions and choices.
Thank you for allowing the divine to flow through you. For recognizing the golden eagle and giving it wings to take flight on the night quest, and for the invitation to take to the skies with you. 🙏🙌👫👭👭👫👬👭👫👫👬👭👬👫👫👭👭👬👬👬👭👭👬👫👫👫👬👭👫👬👭👬👬👭👬👬👫👬💃💗🎶✨💫