Mother Vein and Self-Control

It’s never too late to (not) give up

There’s this cave called Son Doong that was discovered not too long ago, and it totally caught my attention—turns out it’s the biggest and deepest cave in the world. Inside, there are animals no one’s ever seen, transparent, blind, never touched by humans. It even has its own climate, its own ecosystems—basically a reality that exists only there.

Can you imagine how little we really know about our planet? And still, we keep insisting on destroying it—or worse, stressing about things as absurdly small as what to wear to a party, an event, a Fashion Week?

Anyway. One of the wildest things I read about this cave is that it has a forest inside. A real forest. It grew after the ceiling collapsed and seeds started falling in, carried by wind, rain, and a million tiny coincidences. I had to stop reading at that point and just sit with the fact that our lives are so ridiculously small compared to the life of the Earth. My consciousness is still not over it.

We’ve always fantasized about new worlds, about space, when in reality there are worlds down here—right under our noses—that no human has ever touched. That still blows my mind. Like, in Son Doong there are stalagmites and stalactites that have literally turned into crystal columns over thousands of years, minerals dripping slowly until they shine like diamonds. And then there are geo-pearls—actual pearls formed by the river, layer by layer, around a single grain of sand.

That’s not even mentioning the clouds. Yep—clouds inside the cave. Like, actual jungle mist forming little cloud pockets underground. Isn’t that insane? I’d love to go there one day—or anywhere that cuts into the Earth like that—just to ground myself and tap into other realities that feel just as crucial as our day-to-day.

I’ll get back to the mother vein in future posts—this is just the beginning. But now I’m pivoting to something else, and it’s for paid subscribers only. If you haven’t subscribed yet, now’s the time.