The wind is blowing. The Reaper is busy with His scythe. After my insights about being more of a hermit than a nun a whisper on the wind, ‘Sister Patience must die.’ Three years ago I took temporary vows by this name as a nun of Annwn and, as the time comes to renew them approaches, I realise I will not be taking them again this year. Instead I must surrender this name, this identity, disrobing over the next few weeks, then giving it entirely back to Gwyn, from whom it came, on His feast day on September the 29th. I have learned many lessons and received many blessings from this name. Hopefully some of the virtues of Sister Patience will live on as I return to my birth name and continue to serve Gwyn as a hermit and shamanic practitioner.
The Sanctuary of Vindos 
As I commented in the email response to this announcement, you have hnoured the journey of Sister Patience and in so doing have learned more about who you are and how you are in the world. RIP Sister Patience. Welcome back Lorna. I look forward to how your journey continues on the Hermit Path. Blessings on new beginnings.
Many thanks 🙂
OMG, I’m so literal, my heart was in my mouth before I read what was happening!
I met you as Sister Patience, and mourn her, but look forward to getting to know this you that I never knew before.
So sorry. Thank you for your encouraging words.