They let us take pieces when we left.
This workshop brought together individuals that were currently practicing different spiritual practices or types of Christianity together in one room.
In the middle of the room was a large vase of spring flowers. Dancing around the flowers was the sweetest little boy, brought to this sacred circle by his mother, who practice running at the flowers and stopping, or climbing on unused chairs, then jumping off, all the time looking for approval for those gathered around.
For a few days these takeaways reminded me of spring, growing, evolving, just exactly what all of us were doing for two weeks.
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