Another goldie from 2017 when I was at Quaker Yearly Meeting Gathering. This should have happened again this year…
My absence from the blogosphere for the last week or so can be explained by this: I have been at a Gathering. Or perhaps it was a Meeting. Was it a meeting of minds? Or a gathering of bodies? Or both? Where was it? Who was it? What was it? All questions will be answered, though only in the Quaker way. This is much like the economists’ way: ie if you ask three Quakers a question you will get four different answers.
Quakers. As Romeo might have cried, wherefore are ye Quakers? The answer lies in history, in an insult hurled at Friends who, inspired to speak, might quake in body or voice. In true Friends’ fashion they took the insult and turned it into a name for themselves. (I don’t know, there are so many words we can’t use any more: queer, Quaker…)
A week is a long…
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Sarada Gray 