Innermost House has become a prayer to me now. That is what I found. It is my prayer forever. I shall always be Diana of Innermost House.
I held my breath in hope of rebuilding Innermost House as long as I could. But now I understand that may not happen. I have to breathe again. I have to find another way to speak and be in the house.
I want to move inward with you toward the peace of the house in my heart, toward stillness, toward such words as you and I can find together. I want to feel my way toward simpler writing.
Gary, what a very generous understanding you have. Thank you for finding the words. JoAnn, you too found the words. I am so grateful to you. And Leah, it means so much to me that you remain open to the evolution of this Conversation. I know it isn't always easy!
Alice, your words are beautiful to me. I am more wondering than wavering, but please hold my trust with yours just the same. Julie, you understand. You always find the words. I cannot imagine this Conversation without you. Or without you Pam. If I do not always understand all your words, I know that you do, and you encourage me.
M.W., I just realized you were the first to say that Innermost House is beautiful. There that night in the woods, all those years ago. The very first. Won't you please write to me on the Innermost House website? I have no other way to reach you.
Has anyone who has lived so alone ever had better friends? Thank you all from my heart.