Written by Caleb Trezise Another hardship, more suffering,But the grass is greener on the other side.“Weeping may endure for the night,But joy cometh in the morning.” Such Scripture sounds fake whenThe soul is engulfed in self-focused sickness.The blind hope for escape,But they cripple themselves and are enslaved to the painful

My Dear Cairn Students,   Though this is altogether difficult for me to record, and requires me to tap into a source of out-of-character vulnerability, I find myself overflowing with words I wish to share with you. After decades of silence, and in finally mustering the courage, I have decided