At Bread and Chocolate after going to the Unitarian church with Dorothea and th e children and sitting through the beginning bit of the children’s service. Usually it is seperate from the main service, But these must be a forth Sunday or something like that. After a story about sacred spaces from the woman who is the director of religious education, and who does a great job, the children were shuffled off to Sunday school classrooms. I ducked out. Significantly, this is the first time I have made a walk away from there since hurting my back.