‘Isn’t it great to have a bit of spooky doo in Meeting?’
When I first came to Quakers, and tried to imagine what ‘the promptings and leadings of the spirit’ might be like, I wondered whether I should be listening for a deep, bellowing voice. Before long, though, I discovered that there are other ways of communicating. Now, as I try to connect with God, I start to get a warm feeling in my sternum. It grows, like embers worked with bellows, until the warmth in my chest brings warmth to my soul. Somehow, mysteriously, that feeling becomes a narrative.
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