against myself, i write again.

Really, really hating myself & missing all point - today voidly i hoped that Walburga would agree to join a community of Friends that seems to be made for her. A small community, a small community that i fear for a while will or might not know more than pilgrimages to holy places and processions in faith.

To find a way around each others, for this i pray. 

Many other words come to me, as i realise how little do i know and how i tend not to- agree with normal knowledge of our time.

Or Future, to Say the least.

Nothing here about this challenging easyness e-v-e-r-y Day's.