After 5 months I returned to the Meetinghouse

Gordie Jackson
1 min readAug 21, 2020
Meeting space at Friends’ House

It felt right.

I got the bus. I got off the bus.

I walked to the cafe. I ordered my tea. I drank my tea.

I walked to the Meetinghouse.

I donned a mask on entry.

There were five of us present.

There were 16 on the TV screen.

We sat apart. We sat in silence.

I felt grateful to be back. It felt like a return from exile.

The masks reminded me of the birthing chamber and here something new was being born.


Sunday 16th August 2020



Gordie Jackson

Speaks with a Northern Irish accent, lives in Hertfordshire, England.