stranger loving

sitting in a dimly lit dome, cross-legged knee-to-knee with strangers, i open my heart and hold it out towards them in my cupped hands, this is me i say, i feel this today. whatever i say is met with smiles, or nods, or sympathy, always ending with words of thanks for sharing, for feeling able to tell them those things that i hold so close to my heart, hidden away inside me. this is like nothing else i have ever experienced. love flutters round us, settles on shoulders, and lights up hands as they gesticulate, leaving trails of phosphorescence behind, a tiny cloud of minute particles of love and acceptance that fall to the floor, ready, waiting, to be picked up by the next person to sit there, and passed on and on and on.
we are all accepted here, we are all loved.