True Accounts Of Visions, Angels, And Healing Miracles
In May of 1996, I attended an event at Kirkridge, located in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania. I had known of this retreat center for about ten years, had received their catalogs of events, but had not found the time and money to go there. But this event was too good to pass up: a weekend of dancing and drumming. This was the first time I had ever attended an event where I would use my body, instead of my intellect, to learn. Once there, the staff encouraged us to visit Columcile, a sacred space that included megalith stones, built by a retired Presbyterian minister about 25 years ago.