In southeastern Germany, in the state of Bavaria there is a Benedictine abbey dedicated to St. Walburga. And in the abbey, to this day, there is a small collection of drawings made around the year 1500 by an unnamed nun.
What would it mean to live from the beginning, as if the end were already determined? What would it mean to live, conscious that everything around you would coalesce into one great story, that everyone around you would have a part in it, and that each step you took would be connected to every one before?