By Julie Daley I remember the very first moments of my week at White Sulphur Springs. I’d just entered the dining room to register; the same room where we would eat many delicious meals during our time there. (Remember the food?) As I stood there, the first thing I did was take stock of who else was there – I think that’s a pretty normal thing to do.
Although I knew little of the details of what would happen over the week, I knew enough to know big transformative stuff would take place.
I’m not afraid to do this kind of work, but I did come with deep patterns of feeling unsafe and unsure of other people. Honestly, my patterns were up.
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