Session of 1st February

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Adrienne's mindfulness practice today was "Loving Kindness" and she introduced it with that well known Mary Oliver poem "Wild Geese". 

Bev introduced the 7 minutes of writing with the prompt

I can ease one life

inspired by this Emily Dickinson poem:

If I can stop one heart from breaking
 
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.


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