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The church is dark and silent.
Dzieci is about halfway through their 24 hour Maraton. I enter the sanctuary on my way back to my office and see a
circle engaged in what could be an ancient ritual.
RL points out that there are
unattended candles in the chapel with one person sleeping. I’m usually more or less sanguine about these
things but I know everyone from Hope to Anna has issues with candles and to be
honest in a wooden room like the chapel, they are right. So we break through to
Matt who gets someone to go tend to the candles.
Later, Beppe arrives. He’s brought
appetizers and beer for a little get together before what will prove to be a
fruitless effort to find a movie that we want to see that is not sold out. After
three tries, we’ll give up and return to the church. When I first let him in,
one of the Dzieci women smiled at us and walked past. When she had gone by,
Beppe said, Wow! There was like this
incredible energy stream that just cut through the air with her.
I know I said, I think
that comes with the Maraton.
Later, much later, after Beppe
leaves, the drum circle begins. Memories of pow
wows back in Oklahoma. Dancing, chanting. Whoops. I’m a little concerned
about the neighbors. I go down and out into the backyard and don’t hear
anything, so maybe it’s OK.
At home, in the middle of the
night, I’ll get a call from RL concerned that there are people still in the building and I realize I should have
explained the situation to him. People
not talking certainly complicates the situation.
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