I am amazed that every day as I take these kittens out of their warm shelter, and go for a walk, introducing them to their new home, that without words, in our silent acceptance of one another, and our mutual exploration, we understand one another perfectly clearly. My role. My place. And theirs. In this silence there is no need for any of us to repent of our identities. In this simplicity, each of us being true to our createdness, we are held together as a single whole. Here there is community.
Kittens Whose Names Are Faith, Hope, and Charity