Mario has returned from Italy. He and Jeremy G and I head across the street to the Bean for coffee and conversation. As always, Mario spans centuries and concepts and continents in single sentences, each paragraph a flight of creative exploration, exposition, excitement and possibility. The Open Choir is going public again, the Seed Group ready to expand.(https://www.facebook.com/events/752775058163293/?pnref=story) All leading to another public conversation about performance and the sacred, this time, at my initiation, to include community, building it, Being it. What’s going on here is the continuing process of new spiritual communities in formation, this time informed by the work of Jerzy Grotowski, work inherited by Mario and Thomas Richards. I keep pushing Mario to move beyond connecting with and impacting existing diverse spiritual communities into the possibility of building new ones, a place Jeremy G has already gone to. Jeremy G has just returned from the Georgia Sea Islands where he has experienced a Gulla New Year’s Eve watch service followed by a Shout and feast. My invitation list for the next conversation is ever growing.
The mumbling man Eldridge, is in looking for money again. he offers me a box of Kellog's Corn Flakes.
No,put that away. I don't want corn flakes.
Iain'tagonnaalie.Iaonlycomeaseeyouawhenaianeedhelp. He begins to lift his pant leg to show me his badly swollen leg.
No,please don't do that. You don't need to do that.