in the serene quietude of our cloister, where thoughts distill as purely as morning dew, i have pondered the decree to revamp our practices from scratch. in this contemplative state, i have come to embrace preexpansion as a phase of inner growth, a moment to be wary yet not afraid. it is in disobedience to the clamor of the outer world that we find our truest expansion, a sublime revamp of the spirit, untouched by the trepidations that often accompany change.