it was International Day of Peace.
It was on the calendar, the Butterfly Calendar. It said Church. Just that word. Church. We'd looked around the internet and read about the Unity Church here in Oroville. You can google it. It sounds great and so we chose it as the first effort. You might remember back a while when i talked about how we watched Emrie and her love of people, human activity, how she gets so happy when there's "foot traffic" on her street, people setting out to get their drugs for time being, how she waves and is all happy. And how Alyssia and i talked about her living such a small life, really, her house, this Hill, grocery, gas station. She is an extrovert and LOVES things, like she loved the evacuations, both times….the activity, the many people. And we thought about needing to give that to her. So, Church came to mind. Reading all the aftermath of the Fire in Paradise, it's the Churches that continue to provide for people in All ways.
so we went. we met up there. Tay waited in the car. What do i want to tell here?
We were New. Different. We signed in the guest book and made name tags for ourselves. Stuck them to our chests. Were greeted by many with great warmth and hugs. Emrie was Beamed Upon which she took in in her Expansive way….she is such a Gracious Being, The service began with singing and a piano and it surprised her…her eyes got wide and she beamed and said Music! and i stood her on her chair so she could see and when the congregation began to sing together, she BLOOMED and BEAMED and swayed and her hands rose up into those old movements of when she was an infant and we wondered if it was a sign she might be on "the spectrum", her hands…wrists spinning, hands and fingers twirling in complicated Mudras
and when it was time for the Sermon, or Talk, or whatever they call it, the woman who had introduced herself to us came and led Emrie out. She went. Carrying her bag of stuff. Diaper Pullups, a couple disney figures. When Alyssia called, they said, yes. They had child care. Ok. Emrie was the only child. We had imagined a room of little ones, little Peaceful ones, playing together.
The sermon was about Ancient Texts. I won't talk about this cause it's not worth it, but…tho nice, had complete reference to the Bible. AND how other ancient texts repeat such similar teachings, but still the bible.
we won't go again. And i think. What was it we were imagining? What kind of Church do we Imagine? It's a great thought. I like it. What if we could become a Church. I think how Jaime told me about the Church of the Old Mermaids. What if we, Alyssia, Emrie and I could be a Church. What would that BE?
am going to think about that.
And it will include Days of Peace and Greta Thunberg will be one of our Saints and we will DRUM and not need to whisper and sing loud and sway. We will say Peace, but not a Peace at all Cost. We will be a little or a lot wild. I think in my old age i long for Paganism. Long for it. Here goes.
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