Last week, I ventured out to my outdoor altar, to refresh it for the Spring.
As I returned to the house, I picked up this crumpled, muddy bit of yellow tape. Curious about what it was, I opened it up and this is what I saw: just the one word, Enter.
This is unusual, because our house is in a woods, about 400 feet from the road, out in farm country. Who knows how far this traveled to get here, over the Winter, so I feel like I have been handed a gift.
I post it here as an inquiry for you: Where, or what, are you called to enter?
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