The reflections grow across the country as people are finding the strong communal, “people” prescence that emits a glow and an invitation to join and speak up. Here’s one from Boston:
This, for me, is the heart of the Occupy Movement. I may hand out mere bread and flashlight batteries at the tents in Boston, but I pray that I always am able to do it through the lens of listening, of sharing, of seeing the Light within others. Therein lie the roses. There is where we see that of God in everyone.
