Today, maybe even as I write, Ila and the other 132 orphans from For His Glory Outreach’s orphanage in Haiti are walking to the U.S. Embassy to begin their process of coming to the United States. They walk with their caretakers who are bearing food, water, and the only security that these children have physically with them (the group was denied other security by the State Department for reasons I do not know), but I know – as my mom reminded me – that the military is not the only protection they have. They are loved by a God who calls each of them daughter or son. Just as God calls each of us by that title.

As I prayed for Ila and her friends this morning, I was looking up quotes about journeys for my sister-in-law Juliana, who is launching a new website for her business of providing people guidance and healing in acupuncture, Zen Shiatsu, herbs and meditation. Juliana is taking another step in her journey.

Each morning, as I wake and put my feet on the floor by the bed, I begin the day’s journey anew. Today, I began it a bit more energized than I had been because I had an idea for an essay. The idea came from a terrible night’s sleep where the line between wake and sleep was erased. But at least there, I found the next step on the path. So I keep walking.

“Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being.
If not, leave this gathering.

Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty.
You set out to find God,
but then you keep stopping for long periods
at meanspitited roadhouses.

Don’t wait any longer…” – Rumi

Ila isn’t waiting, Juliana isn’t waiting, and I’m not waiting. We are women walking on a path, loving as hard as we can while we do it.

Monk Holding Light