The word love was something I once believed was spoken but not thought of. When my mom would end a call it was always with, “I love you,” and, of course, I was to reply with, “I love you too.” For me it seemed as though the words were like a goodbye, said at the end of a conversation for conversations sake, not because there was a deeper meaning to them. 446 more words
Saturday, December 6, 2014, 9:30 a.m. – 3:30 p.m.
Nashville Friends House
During the busyness and outward focus that often accompanies the holidays, this daylong retreat will offer a quiet time to slow down, connect with our bodies and extend kindness and compassion to ourselves and others. 139 more words