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Speckled Light, my image from Regents Park, I waited for the 4:30pm sunlight to light up the center. |
I smiled at him and asked what was going on at the church since it was after 3pm and Saturday’s Mass wasn’t until 6:30pm.
Me: I haven’t seen your order here before. What’s going on today?
Priest: It’s ‘A Day With Mary’. We travel to different churches every weekend to celebrate Mary. You sound American.
Me: I’m a southern from Jackson, MS by the way of Gallup, NM. You sound Irish.
Priest: Actually, I’m Australian. I went to American some time ago.
Me: Which part?
Priest: Indiana.
Me: Indiana has lots of Catholic brethrens.
Priest: Do you attend this church?
Me: Yes.
Priest: Do you live far?
Me: Nearby.
We walked inside the church to get a leaflet on One Day With Mary for the next events. We stood at the top of the entrance’s steps for more chat.
Me: How long have you all been here.
Him: We have been here [London] for 10 days. We come every year for this event. There was only one day of sunshine and lighter today with some rain.
Me: I don’t worry about the rain and the weather in general or it will pull you down. As for me, I move myself around the different weather conditions.
Him: It can pull you down.
Me: You’re right about that. I see it as me moving the rain and not it moving me, with my cheerfulness and smiles; and all else will follow.
Me: A female clerk at the bank this morning said to me, “how are you in this dull and rainy day?” I am great [smiles stretched across my face]!
Me: I’m not worried about the rain. It has nothing to do with me being great today. I move with the rain. It’s cleansing energy.
Him: You must have lots of energy.
Me. I do. I eat lots of veggies and fruit a day.
Him: I lost 15lbs during my last fasting and now I am back eating more and I have more energy with a little bit of tuna with the diet.
Me: Keep smiling while in this part of London as people energy levels are low.
Him: I will.
Me: As my part in this spiritual journey I do my best healing people when on walkabouts along the streets and personal friends. I try my best to lift their spirits by wearing bright colors in the winter. A lot of people are not spiritual in London with all the running around, here and there. This is the least I can do.
Him: [He smiles with teeth showing] God sent you to meet me today. What a blessing.
Me: What’s your name?
Him: Shabalah. [my spelling] It’s an Arabic name.
Me: It sounds lovely as you roll the sounds around in your vocal cords. [He smiles]
Him: What’s yours?
Me: Dorothy, but not on the red brick road but the grey pavement of London.
Him: Okay. [a big smile with glittering light in eyes]
We both smiled with laughter. I bid him farewell and walked towards home.
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