Inner Sanctum

“Within you there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat to at any time and be yourself.

Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

I awoke early in the pre-dawn to find the quote above posted to Facebook by my blogging friend Wayne White, also my personal friend since second grade and the inspiration behind the Hank character I’ve been writing about in my Turvey’s Corner 63050 cycle of stories.

The quote took me way, way back to my lost days in high school. I have shared pieces of this personal picture before on the blog, but to say it again–I was one lost adolescent, not a rare species, but nevertheless I thought I had flaws no other adolescent had. I’m haunted every time I watch the film Dead Poets Society because I see what I was in the character Todd Anderson, played by Ethan Hawke–a student convinced he was poorly made.

I wasn’t very social in high school; I assessed my introversion as a character flaw. And I suppose that one of the good things that came out of my nearly three decades of teaching high school was my recognition of Todd Andersons/David Tripps scattered all over my classes, students unaware that they were probably much smarter and more gifted than I was when I once sat in their seats, lost. I don’t know that I offered much help to those in despair; I could only hope that with age they would find themselves as I finally did. Anyway, this is what I posted this morning on Facebook in response to my friend’s inspirational quote:

This was on a poster in one of the English classes at NHS. Though generally a dullard throughout school, I was mesmerized at the sight of it every day in class-a color photo of a contemplative girl’s countenance beneath a shade tree, the patterns of the leaves throwing shadows across her face. I was academically lost and floundering as an adolescent, but the poster gave me hope every day as I gazed up at it from my desk. It wasn’t till a few years ago when I read Siddhartha that this quote sprung off the page, and these memories washed over me again!

Thanks for reading.

I make art in order to discover.

I journal when I feel alone.

I blog to remind myself I am not alone.

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6 Responses to “Inner Sanctum”

  1. sienablue Says:

    I think that those of us who are well acquainted with our inner sancta were the best equipped to weather the months of forced isolation.

    Siddhartha didn’t make it onto my high school reading list, which was curated by nuns, and I took no literature classes in engineering school. I shall have to check it out from the online library.

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    • davidtripp Says:

      Though seeing this quote in high school, I didn’t know it was from Herman Hesse until a few years ago. I then promptly read Siddhartha. Wonderful novella easily read in one sitting.

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  2. Glen Land Says:

    Wayne White. Boy, that takes me back. Hadn’t thought of him in years. Where is Wayne now?

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  3. Glen Land Says:

    No kiddin’! Bonne Terre’s 20 miles from my front door.

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  4. davidtripp Says:

    Call him! (314) 210-8442.

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