Nice

[greenstorm]

Four hooks, two front, two back. Easy in. I cried a little, put my obsidian spheres on long lines and danced and spun while they swirled, cried a little, laughed some, had Tillie and the other guy pull for awhile, screamed some, sang some, cried some, laughed some, and after awhile longer the hooks came out.

It was nice.

There was closing circle, opening circle, and an altar if we wanted to put things on it. There ws socially pulling interaction, but I as usual ended up very solitary most of the time.

I went many places, to the it's okay crying place, to the place where I was the free floating unencumbered center, to the column of light and power, to a place where my body was so much plastic and my soul swung wailing, to many more places.

Always I was and am myself.