It is Monday morning, sunny and crisp-clear for a change. I settle into my chair as I look at each woman, my dear friends, forming the circle in our special room.
Faces testify to long lives, each crease earned, each wrinkle a badge of courage.
I close my eyes, tuning into the energy in the room. I feel safe, nurtured, wrapped in a soft cocoon. A woman sighs deeply. Another woman suggests we say a prayer for a friend diagnosed with breast cancer. Strength and power vibrate in the room.