Sometimes I wonder if people only come to my wall if they want to cry or be depressed. It isn’t my intention to focus on the grim. I actually love the world we live in. I just don’t like it like it is.

When I left the convent, the novice mistress said to me “I knew you’d leave eventually because you always loved people more than you loved God.” I don’t know how she measured that. But I do love people & the only reason I focus on their suffering is to end it. It’s my way of trying to make the world suitable for children to come of age in, to live & love in.

It’s probably not a good idea to visit my wall on your down days. Go to YouTube & find a disco song.