When the soul cries out to spirit to carry her to a new world beyond the boundaries of this earthly domain, she is calling for the winds of faith to sweep down, fill her tattered and empty sails, and take her safely away. The wait for these winds is never too long for any soul who is both patient and persistent in purpose.

And when — as it must come to pass upon any such journey home — dark, uncharted waters begin breaking over the sloping bow of her deck and no calm anchorage is anywhere in sight — the soul, now being swept across the deep of unknown seas, must keep in her heart the remembrance of two things: she cannot know her destination, and she must surrender the helm of her vessel and agree to follow the winds that she has invoked to transport her there.