For 12 hours my spiritual and physical being is one with the inmates. I feel pain, anxiety, and some of the anger that they all feel. For many that is the only contact they have with each other as a group. I walk in and out of the prison yard to the chapel unescorted now. The guards are certain I'm insane for doing so, but Spirit is all the escort I need.
Numerous people oversee our every movement in the chapel.
These inmates are Asatru, Wiccan, and Druid. The second area is the Correctional Detention Unit. I must wear a bulletproof vest, safety glasses, and sit out in the exercise yard looking through heavy chain link fence. These inmates may be of any faith as they only stay here for a short time. I then go to a lower security unit, to a chapel where I meet with 15-25 inmates.