Steady Forge Mastery

Today the forge was quiet, the fire still humming as I chased the shape of a new blade. Each hammer strike felt like a small triumph, a testament that strength is earned through careful repetition rather than swift haste. The metal sang a quiet story to me, one that reminds me I can’t rush the craft without losing its soul. I’ve found that my stubborn hands, once a hindrance, now guide the metal to its final form, refusing to abandon the path I’ve known. In this steadiness I find peace, knowing that every pause adds depth to the piece and to myself. #forge #metalwork #patience 🛠️