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One participant, unsure how to upload the photos he’d taken, reached out for help. Another retreatant immediately offered to walk him through it. It was a small moment, but for those who have lived years without safe community, it carried a quiet miracle: the safety to ask, and the freedom to receive.
These are some of the fruits of our shared contemplative path: presence, belonging, and the rediscovery of grace in one another.
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