Just finished the session on grief and grieving. I'd worked up a powerpoint presentation complete with audio clips etc but didn't get to it at all because people's stories carried the evening, as I should have trusted they would. I learned so much. People told their stories of grief with such wisdom, honesty and care. It felt to me like the kind of space that opens up healing. Thank you all who were here. It was preceded by evening prayer, soup and another one of our members giving a faith testimony which was a beautifully wrought reminder that each faith journey is unique. I feel blessed by the evening and tired at the anticipation of the day ahead. Peace and good night.
1)Why is it called the Barefoot Pastor? - Read the first entry, Dec 10, 2008. (hint, It has nothing to do with the wine or the contessa.) 2) Yes, those are my feet. 3) Anyone can comment. Click on the word comments at the bottom of each blog entry. Write your comment. Do the Word Verification. Then under choose an identity, if you don't have a google account, click on anonymous.