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That’s Crazy

dance were to symbolize releasing the toxicity we were all carrying

inside. When I arrived and started to dance with the group, Dr. Green
ended up standing beside me; Dr. Green with a smile, looking at me

and shaking her head in agreement with the poet. I just looked and
kept shaking my head at her, telling her I was not ready. She just

continued to smile.

The next morning workshop breakfast had the same topic of

forgiveness and again I met Dr. Green's eyes and smile, she was sitting

across the room. Those eyes kept following me. I thought, "Leave me
alone.” I left the breakfast workshop to attend another workshop with

another one of my favorite facilitators, Dr. B, the one who taught the
first workshop I attended two years earlier, “Through the Storm.”

This year, Dr. B's workshop had us sit in groups of five and we
each had to share a story. Here we go again, the tears and the release

of the pain of what had just happened at the house. The women again
encircled me and allowed me to release the hurt. After the workshop,

Dr. B invited a sister to come over and pray with me. Dr. B is an
ordained minister. As they began to pray, this sister began to sing, and

she had the most beautiful voice I had ever heard. At the same time
Dr. B began to speak in tongues; you know I had no clue about what

was happening -- having been raised Catholic. I just knew I felt a calm

spirit come over me.

I continued the rest of the conference in peace; I enjoyed the five-

star spas and took advantage of every treatment.

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