During my time living next to Plum Village in France (2024–2025), I was part of a small community that came together around a simple but urgent question: what does it look like to create a space where people from deeply wounded sides of a conflict can actually meet each other — not to debate, not to persuade, but to be present with shared humanity?
I'm still writing this. The experience was significant and I want to do it justice. What we did, why we did it, what the space felt like, what we learned about the conditions for genuine healing — all of that deserves careful telling.