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Dear Pridvor,
In my soul, in my heart, in my mind there are so many feelings and thoughts that, if they could fly, they would fill the sky with color! As always, my words are small, clumsy, unpolished, but somehow laid out to be given.
For me, you are the manifest gift of Saints Paisie and Cleopa from Sihăstria! I still remember the message I received, the invitation to write just as I was returning from the discovery of the holy relics of the saints!
You are the garden where I can plant, alongside the other cultivators, seedlings of joy or sadness, seedlings of events or experiences. I hope that at least on a single meadow of a heart, little leaves and flowers will grow from what I have shared.
You are a home for thoughts! And what joy I felt to see how other hearts beating throughout the country, and beyond, light a lamp in every antechamber!
Dear Pridvor, thank you for refreshing a place for me from which to look towards the horizons where saints speak to us and people unite in thought and word!
With love,
Alexandrina