Hiding the lightDarkening of the Light
When you cannot shine, first steady yourself.
Ming Yi is light wounded — fire below, earth above, brightness pressed into the ground. In surroundings not your own, brilliance only stings. Ming Yi does not teach hiding out; it teaches folding the light into your own body — keep working without showing off; keep believing without announcing. All who later truly shone spent long seasons in unlit places first.
The line of Jizi: the sage of a falling dynasty feigns madness and hides his light in the bone. Ming Yi is not about extinguishing but about another way of keeping. Light trampled on the surface moves underground; when the soil loosens, it comes up on its own.
Practice Find the place that lately feels wrong — an organization, a mood, a relationship. Today do one small unannounced thing: keep your rhythm, do not explain yourself.