For it is my desire to be a vessel of love and conduit of peace.  And what I have, I freely share because I know what I do for you, I also do for me.

Plagued by this quest of the ages, Sala planted her fifth grade self under the hundred year old oak that guarded the playground and shaded those serving out in school suspension. 

Her eyes being of no use, she used her most valuable resource, her instincts. She’d have to rely on her intuition if she was going to successfully make it through.

The issue is peace versus chaos. We have to decide what philosophy are we going to live by.

As she suddenly remembered his face, his words rang in her ears. Dora became nostalgic. She didn’t know it was an omen.

And though I had seen it in recurring dreams since childhood, like a distant memory, there was still something about it that I couldn’t quite access.

The Mabhunhu are masters in deception and deceit is their greatest weapon. There is no lie they won't tell. There is no truth they will not bend.

From the cliffs, the high priests of the old order watched and waited for the signs.

I want for myself what I want for you.  I want for you what I want for myself.