We are all longing to go home to some place we have
never been—a place half-remembered and half-envisioned we can only catch
glimpses of from time to time. Community. Somewhere, there are people to whom we
can speak with passion without having the words catch in our throats. Somewhere
a circle of hands will open to receive us, eyes will light up as we enter,
voices will celebrate with us whenever we come into our own power. Community
means strength that joins our strength to do the work that needs to be done.
Arms to hold us when we falter. A circle of healing. A circle of friends.
Someplace where we can be free.
Starhawk, Dreaming the Dark
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