Have you ever gone to a room or a building and felt the energy?  Sometimes it feels like you’ve come home.  Other places feels like being in jail, confined?  I have.  I tell people this and they think I’m off my rocker.  A lot of times I am.  But I think that’s why I can feel the energy of the place.

The questions is, is it the place or the people?

The first time I went to Oahu and stepped off the plane, it felt like I’d finally come home from a long trip.  It was the first time I felt this so intensely.

Or when I was a boy my sister’s best friend had taken us to a church.  I must say that I hated it.  It just wasn’t for me.

Place or people?