On the Path at the NOE Retreat Center by Peggy Cullen Matlow

At lunchtime, and at the end of each day, we leave the sanctuary of our cozy cabin and walk through the snowy path in the woods, or, if it wasn’t blowing too hard, take the short cut across the field, to the lodge.

(Michael refers to the lodge as the halfway house — being halfway between the asylum of our cabin, and the wounded world.)

Those walks are a transition time, as we emerge from the sacred space of the dream circle into the quiet hush of the white landscape. We make our way down in small groups, usually chatting quietly as we walk.