Dear Lorcan. I am much moved by thy account of thy problems. They bring to mind the meeting of the minister and a few deacons of the Congregational Church in Dover which reduced my mother to tears and left her wandering the town rather than going home so that my father would not be moved to go and address them. The matter concerned something to do with the Junior Church which she had been asked to run, but she was never told exactly what, was prayed at and told not to be unpleasant when she attempted to answer. This is why we left that Church and I am now a Quaker. I have not met anything quite like that in the Friends over here. It is pretty disorientating when that which one belongs to and feels to be the pond in which one swims and which gives one life suddenly turns out to be completely different. Especially when it considers that it is oneself which is in error.

I trust that you do find a place where you can share the Light with others again.

Penny