Many a time an ancient spirit has come to walk life's path. This particular spirit is that of a wanderer and this particular path is invisible to most others.

The white path, 0, is marked by idealism and discipline, expression and creation, learning and wisdom. The wanderer carries her home with her like a snail does its shell. She is never lost because the direction is a circle and she will always return to that place whence she first began.

Its tempting to call her the artist, the healer, the teacher, the traveler, but she is none of these. She uses creativity, education and adventure as tools for communicating and understanding, but she will never truly dedicate herself to any identity. Her path is the O. It is unseen, it has no name, only meaning.