On Friday night, drifting off to sleep, I found myself in a twilight space, where I wasn’t yet fully dreaming, and could therefore control the images appearing in my mind. I put myself in the mindset of St. Galgano, on top of Montesiepi, with his sword in his hand. What must have been going through his m…
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