She understood her language of light.
This is the native way.
This is our natural way.
We are more than what we know.
The substructure of humanity, the origination, the runs of crosses and crises more sincere, and more founded, without the lords deciding there is heresy.
We see glimpses of our total self-but like a butterfly we glimpse beauty for a short period then it seems to flutter away.
There is no need to define, choose or change, but to stand within the self, within your dignity and within your nobility.