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In South of Geneva there was a priestess well known for her wisdom and for her ability to heal. She lived alone, in a mountain. Many from nearby towns came to see her for their problems and ailments.
One afternoon a young woman went to see this priestess. She traveled by foot for days from the Eastern region just to see her. She was in great despair.
"I need your wisdom. My marriage is falling apart." said the young woman.
"Why do you say that?" asked the priestess.
"I love my husband, with all my heart.--but he has been very distant lately. He is always quiet, as if in deep contemplation, perhaps he has found a new love, perhaps he has lost his love for me, or he is tired of my presence. I am extremely lonely, I suffer inside... everyday when I look at him, he is no longer the person I once knew."
"Go home and tear down a wall." The priestess said so confidently.
The young woman was surprised at the certainty of the priestess and confused with what she heard.
"Did you not pay attention to what I said? My problem is my husband, not any part of my house or the place where we dwell!"
"Yes. I heard what you said, clearly..." the priestess calmy replied.
"Go home and tear down a wall and you will be fine."
"Why are you telling me this? And what does a wall have to do with my problem?" The young woman, now with a tone of impatience answered.
The priestess paused briefly, and smiled.
"Because your husband came to see me just this morning, with the same problem you have. "
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"The more walls we build, the more they suffocate us." ~ Juno
Art by Amanda Clark