A great sign appeared in the sky, a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars. This mystery takes me back to what I said about the Scourging at the Pillar. I am not the Queen of my own heart; I am not, if I’m doing it right, the captain of my soul. I’m not the fantasy character who was raised as a mere pigkeeper but learns that... Read more