There comes a moment when the things one has written, even a traveler's memories, stand up and demand a justification. They require an explanation. T… - Anne Morrow Lindbergh

There are certain roads that one may follow. Simplification of life is one of them.

For to be a woman is to have interests and duties, raying out in all directions from the central mother-core, like spokes from the hub of a wheel. The pattern of our lives is essentially circular. We must be open to all points of the compass; husband, children, friends, home, community; stretched out, exposed, sensitive like a spider’s web to each breeze that blows, to each call that comes. How difficult for us, then, to achieve a balance in the midst of these contradictory tensions, and yet how necessary for the proper functioning of our lives.

With a new awareness, both painful and humorous, I begin to understand why the saints were rarely married women.