I stand here, staring at the stony path which leads to the gates of the convent and beyond. A peace which surpasses all understanding fills me.
After living at the convent for ten years, I no longer wanted to cloister myself so I decided to leave the order. This was after much prayer and fasting.
It feels strange, though. My head feels bare and I can look down and see my feet from the knees to the ankles. I feel free, liberated.
I cast one last look around me before I start walking towards my new life.