Conference rooms are more or less all the same. Tables, chairs, whiteboards, and overhead projectors lay in wait for the impending PowerPoint lectures, budget reviews, and quarterly assessments that make up most meetings. The conference room I found myself in at the beginning of my first Coming Home Dialogue was not that much different. Room 406 in the Antonin Scalia Law School building on the campus of George Mason University had a large white table in the center of the room. Fifteen name placards neatly identified seats for each of the participants and projected a sense of formality. The familiar smell of coffee and bagels floated in the air. As people filtered in on that sunny April morning, they took their seats, made cursory introductions, and fidgeted through their bags while nervously waiting for my cofacilitator and me to dive into what would be one of the most personally and professionally transformative adventures of my life.
The Coming Home Dialogues, as described on its website, offer: