I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness. And in that also I saw the infinite love of God; and I had great openings.
Here is the original post, from February 2, 2012, after I had driven 420 miles in a snowstorm:
I arrived a little early at Richmond First Friends, and sat in the car watching people arrive with their offerings for the potluck/pitch-in. I saw excitement, hugging, joy. The exuberance continued through the signing-in process, through the meal and into the start of the meeting, and then we settled into worship and business. I had a sense of being at an historic occasion, but it still felt strange. The first meeting of the first chapter of post-Indiana Yearly Meeting life: my new extended Quaker family.