In, out, in, out, my head is spinning yet stationary. In, out, in, out, my mind is a blur yet a sanctuary. I hear when they speak but I can’t comprehend, yet I know that I’ve heard it before. I see them all sitting all listening beside me yet I know they've learned nothing more. What are we doing all sitting hear listening, what do hope to attain? Why do we do this on a regular basis, what are we hoping to gain? If it were up to me it would not be so formal not to say that there would be no form. If I had my druthers we would sit on the floor even though it is not the norm. It would not be just one that is speaking and teaching but many who have the good word. I think if we did things the way I have said we would hear things that we have not heard. - CharityAnne