I am kind of pissed off

I am kind of discombobulated, because the friend who originally invited me to Switzerland to work here, said that all my writings are worth shit, garbage, no purpose. His Zen mastery elevated him to an other plain I guess. You know, give him grief to be able to learn more about Zen, perhaps that will suffice, first suffering, then clarification. You can climb a mountain barefoot, but you can not walk a mountain ridge without shoes.
Snow calms my valleys, but spring will melt the ice.
You all be well.