This quarantine life has become a surging, ever-challenging, sometimes changing long-term reality for us all.

Everyone handles this differently and what I hope emerges is more compassion, less fear. More grace, less hatred (oh the events of this time could fill volumes). More contact, less distance. More love, less judgement.

Soon, I’ll fly to a state in which I’ve never been. Then I’ll be a passenger in a car to another state I’ve never been. I’ll be one in only 40 women in a secluded spot, staying in what used to be a convet. A holy space that will be the same for us.  I’ll …