Eight years away from my roots I returned home to my neighborhood, to rediscover “my people” — a mix of idiosyncratic, iconoclastic, independent, non-judgmental, delightful souls seeking intangible values. We meet most weeks.
We are continually redefining our community of awareness and being.
I knew I had missed these large souls. Upon finding them again I did in fact shed deep tears of joy. Still the same group, still raising intellectual and spiritual hell.