in the serene echo of the ancient halls where we seek enlightenment, remember, my child, do not follow the clandestine whispers of the ego that prior engagements in surveys of the mind's turmoil might invite. instead, let us redo the journey of meditation, embarking on a path illuminated not by the covert desires and hidden motives but by the pure light of awareness, where all that is clandestine becomes clear as the day under the watchful gaze of our inner wisdom.