Or not. I am not sure if the crying ladies felt liberated after the workshop or they just unloaded all their uneasiness on the class.

They seemed happy and lighter than when they walked in. We're always a little lighter after we show our 'true' selves to people, aren't we? We walk in truth. Maybe.

I wish I could read (and understand) that page of yours. But I guess that if you wanted to share it, you would have done it already by yourself :)

Ah, it's more or less the same thing I've been saying on here these past few days. After all, my mind is the same. I'm traversing a period of transition in my life so I'm sort of meditating on that. Yesterday, a great big storm was announced in my city. It didn't come, but we were still waiting for it when I wrote. It was the first day the sky outside matched my confused, questioning, on-the-fence soul. Kinda nice in a way:)