Our first expressive writing group session was on a bright sunny morning in this gorgeous building.Seven of us met to write about our origins, share our stories, and listen with heart to readings from William Stafford, among others. We also picked a picture from a selection of cards, and then went off solo to find a spot and write about what it meant to us.
I love this building and I found my quiet spot in a wee dookit, that sits right beside the kitchen, at the centre of it. It is like a well of light that you step into with no roof- only sky straight above, with the crows flying past and almost coming into the room with you.
The writing flowed and we chatted about anything that came up in a gentle, supportive setting.The two hours flew by quickly and I look forward to being there in the future.