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No one ever tells you how easy it is to up and go. Just like that, I was free.
But what did God have to say to the women of His church? Repent, you sinners—you ingresses of evil, you wellsprings of lust and disgrace. Be meek, be silent, and let Man guide you, guard you, tell you how to think, tell you how to speak, tell you how to live.
Outside, the long sweep of night sky dipped into the cleft of the valley, into the mist that held all my ghosts, and the greatness of the sleeping earth filled me with a peace no prayer had ever granted.
My dreams were all of movement, of wide-open spaces, of all the hands that held me opening and falling away.
it was June in the sky but October in the earth.
Or maybe, after all, it’s not the view that’s beautiful or ugly. Maybe what counts is the way you look at it.
Her songs were all of gentle things—a mother’s love, a sweetheart’s kiss, the simple satisfaction of home.
The words and the sound of her voice filled me with an ache of beauty I’d never felt back in my own home, not even when we’d raised our voices to sing praises on Sundays.
her voice was like white spikes of flower in a murmuring forest, a sudden brightness to punctuate a uniform flow of sound.
It’s love that reminds us who we really are. It’s love that holds the world together, even when everything tries its best to fall apart.”
love is a thing that’s given, not taken. If the love is real, then giving is enough.
