After all the hard work on Saturday, the evening brought time for networking, friendship building, and frivolity. Some intrepid souls organized activities such as dancing, bodywork and massage, and an erotic ritual.
Sunday morning opened with a time of prayer organized by men from Christian faith traditions, followed by breakfast, and a few hours of closing activities. There was about twenty or thirty minutes for men to make any final remarks to the whole group. Also, there was a guided visualization and an opportunity for us to listen to a message from Spirit and share those messages in small groups. This was also a final opportunity for our small groups to convene.
The Fuzzy Fruits met for the last time and shared the gifts that we are taking away with us from the summit. We also spoke about our future goals, and talked about how we could help or support each other in making those dreams come true. I'm looking forward to opportunities in the future for visits to New York, Detroit, Long Beach, and Boston... the homes of the other members of my small group, for mini reunions.
Finally the summit closed as it began, with a ritual involving song, smudging, releasing the directions, and story telling from Native American traditions. Clyde Hall led us in the ritual.
So... that's it for now. After the summit: a train ride from Garrison to Grand Central Station, followed by a cab ride to JFK Airport. A final happy surprise: I got the opportunity to share the forty or so minutes in the cab with a man at the summit who I hadn't yet connected with, and had a great conversation. I got a bit of a nap on the flight to Seattle, and still got home in time to feed the cat and do a load of laundry. Anyway, that's it for now... I may have to say after some time has passed. Just a quick note for now to say: the first-ever Gay Spirit Culture Summit is a wrap!