Earlier that afternoon, I'd discovered The Downtown Eastside Women's Centre, where, when I happened to walk in for the first time ever, they had some lovely warm vegetarian currie, and flatbread from the Temple. The smell of a fine, true curry. Ahhhh, I breathed it in ... and I savoured the taste, the texture, the temperature ... of it on my tongue. I found the atmosphere of the centre incredibly welcoming and non-judgemental ... and respectful. Surprisingly, I enjoyed the presence the women in the centre**, who, just like me, sought a warm, safe place just to be ... and in the company of only women . What a treasure ~ the company of others who can be, without masks or contrivances, and without needing to fill every silent space that frequently floats around the human realm.
Despite the cast of characters that animated this centre, I felt completely blissful and free to BE ROXANNE. And that felt good. And, for that, I'm grateful.
**I typically feel uncomfortable in a group of women ... I prefer the platonic company of men