I’m cleaning out a drawer that had held an odd collection of pieces of paper with writing on them. Most of them I am tearing up into little pieces to feed the worms (who last night arrived alive, though dehydrated and groggy and are now set up as directed).
The theme of the Friday night session, in preparation for an active and somewhat athletic focus on healing for the remaining sessions, was making space to heal and to forgive. How timely.