We are all longing to go home to some place we have
never been a place half-remembered and half-envisioned we can only catch
glimpses of from time to time. Community. Somewhere, there are people to
whom we can speak with passion without having the words catch in our
throats. Somewhere a circle of hands will open to receive us, eyes will
light up as we enter, voices will celebrate with us whenever we come into
our own power. Community means strength that joins our strength to do the
work that needs to be done. Arms to hold us when we falter. A circle of
healing. A circle of friends. Someplace where we can be
free.
