‘Meeting for Worship was a rare place of total separation.’ Photo: by Dingzeyu Li on Unsplash
Return of phrase: Philippa Somerset’s Thought for the Week
‘I am once again afraid of the long and open silence.’
I first stepped into a Quaker Meeting two years ago, half way through my A-Levels and in desperate need of stillness. I had just lost members of my family, one tragically young, and came to Meeting in search of time to understand my grief, and in hope that I might find some reassurance in a Quaker faith.