"Ultimately we may come to a point where the paths have become layers, layers that may have started to inhibit us, like being dressed in too much clothing, which restrains our movements. Then the many different belief systems have started getting all mixed up, like threads getting tangled up in a knot, or around us, and we simply get stuck."
One spring morning, a poem stirred me awake. In the stillness before rising, my heart reached out to our younger sisters, carrying a wish to send them Love and Encouragement.
