On becoming, on belonging, and on the beautiful strangeness of following your calling

And here she is, this worn white teak wood, ivy-covered, cracked and beautiful figure. I'm drawn to every one of those cracks. I think they're the point. She would be extraordinary in the sanctuary at Reiki Divine Therapy. I can already see her there, amongst the established garden where the birds fly freely, the squirrels pass through and the peacefulness shines on.