There are big news stories about that concern me, the continuing damage in the War in Ukraine and the sickening story around Henry Nowak, a student accused of a racial attack died in handcuffs when in reality he was the victim of a stabbing thanks to actions of bumbling inhumane actions of Hampshire police.
I may write something about that when the situation is much clearer.
No, this week I'm reflecting a bit about those times when in a group you sit in a huddle when one person suggests a topic and you all chip in with an observation or a personal story.
The start is always a bit awkward but someone comes forward, filling that gap saying "I'll start this off" revealing something about them, an event that had happened few of you never knew and you'd ordinarily never talk about.
They're the more confident one in the group, often the one with the suggestion about a place to visit together and that leads to another doing so tossing in a story that nobody new and maybe that person was uncomfortable sharing but they know you're all behind her.
Then another adds a detail and so it goes on for a while as the coffee is drunk and everybody hugs before leaving.
You all feel you've been privileged to know more about each others pasts and feel freer for opening up on your interests and life events.
It wasn't just coffee you had. You took part in a confessional, learning from each other.
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