When we walk into the Radha Room, its center is filled with art supplies. We are to make an image of the divine feminine aspect. Soon the room is a jumble of papers and scissors and cloth and glue. Whenever teacher Debra tells us that time is almost up, we plead and beg for more. Afterwards we go around the room to visit the different portrayals. How beautiful she is, how talented we are. I wish every day was a Saraswati day.
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