The room was so big that we could easily stand in a circle, with the tables pushed to the sides. There even were mattresses for meditation. So we had our meditation lying down. During the night it was extremely cold. It took me hours to get warm. But that was the only setback.
I experimented with responses, little songs, during sharing moments: such as “Peace to you..peace to you…” on a melody. I could easily experiment with it because it was in a religious setting. It worked out well. No time to weave a Brigid cross, no time for decorating a candle with their hopes and wishes, but they did draw a healing sun with water color pencils. And I was glad about that, because I had done my best to find the right pencils and paper. Just as in the course on dreams on Thursday, the part about saint and the goddess Brigit -who belongs to Candlemas– did not work at all; not that they said so, I felt it. She just stays far away.