Come, Come Whoever You Are, Rumi
There is peace in the refuge of a community that will accept you for who you are, regardless of past shortcomings, quirks, or dreams. “Ours is not caravan of despair,” Rumi writes. Who belongs in your caravan, your community where you are welcome whether you are a wanderer, worshiper, or lover of leaving? Who is always welcome in your caravan? How do you cherish such a community of welcoming?
Brianna Curran, Washington, DC