Today we had the flower ceremony.  Once again, we share something of our own lives and attribute the mystery of the experience to the flower.  Not everyone participates, but you might be surprised how much social justice a person can experience in a year that can be symbolized in a rose.  Some people are troubled that roses have thorns.  Others are grateful that the thorns have roses.

If you are still reading about us, then you are probably more intrigued than you are letting on. Come join us.  We aren't all thorns.

Peace,

Rick