So if I missed the sunrise mass this morning, but celebrate the sunrise dozens of times throughout the year… what could this mean?
If I go to places of worship very often, but tend to escape if there is a mass… what does that mean?…
did I ever write about this one time when I was “locked” in one of the front seats somewhere downtown and there were people, then a pastor, then an entire mass with me just sitting there, my palms pressed against my eyes?…
45 minutes or so of a rather bizarre experience… mainly an audio experience for me… but what did the others think?…
They must have assumed that I was a real “case”… I looked at them afterwards, as they were having good conversations outside of the church…
I was “invisible” to them… and maybe it is a good thing… well, they probably used it as a way of protecting themselves from me… the strange man in their midst… and I went away… i actually went away…
it was a very odd day… I wanted to be very invisible on this particular day…
there were many messages on my answering machine that day… many… progressively angrier messages… I remember picking them up from locations farther and farther away from home… (or is it further?)
is there such a thing?…
so what about the sunrise?… can I just celebrate it without some of the layers that make me feel trapped?…
The sunrise is one of the most beautiful places… can you hear the birds?… I mean… close the eyes… can you see the transformation of everything… and can you hear the birds?…
i think there is a sunrise hidden in each and everyone of us… isn’t there?