Each week, a new topic is pulled randomly from the vessel of ideas on the altar in the center of the circle. Anyone can put any thought into the vessel, written on a slip of paper. And the end of each session, the topic for next week is discovered by the fingers reaching blindly into the jar. Last Sunday the discovery was:

 

Influences

     Influence, spin, english. Cause to deviate from an expected path. 

Alter the trajectory. Hold my hand. 

A feeling, a thought, an idea, a command.

A breath of fresh air, a smoke-filled room, a surprise touch, a family friend. 

A mosquito bite, the phone rings, sudden sun too bright, reminded of … 

The impossible in front of me, right there don’t you see? 

Influence, influence me, change my pattern, change my me.

She baked a sweet turnip meringue pie, three eagles circle in the sky.

Stepped in a bad hole, Dad tried to warn me, Mom used to sing, like the voices on the radio. the podcast. The swing…

Touch my heart, change my mind, open my eyes, make me blind. 

Six directions guide me, deep inside I remember, to surrender, feel the flow, and to trust. 

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The Circle Is Open!

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Seven Daughs