A beautiful town right on the Dnister River in Northern Moldova. This was an excursion the week before Jeff came and I was glad I decided to tag along despite being packed into a mini-bus for three hours both ways. We got a full tour and history of the fort and then hiked up a hill overlooking the valley and the Ukraine on the far bank of the river. We hiked the "Path of Gratitude" to the tower and lookout at the top. A little man in old military dress sat inside the tower like the old wise man at the top of the mountain. Pay him 1 lei and you could put a wish in the wish box.
To be nothing in the self-effacement of humility, yet, for the sake of the task, to embody its whole weight and importance in your bearing, as the one who has been called to undertake it. To give to people, works, poetry, art, what the self can contribute, and to take, simply and freely, what belongs to it by reason of its identity. Praise and blame, the winds of success and adversity, blow over such a life without leaving a trace or upsetting its balance.
Towards this, so help me, God--
[Dag Hammarskjold]
if my thought-dreams could be seen, they'd probably put my head in a guillotine.
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