I am at my parents place. It is around christmas and instead of the
usual christmas celebrations, each family in their own home doing
their own thing, I see a whole load of people gathered in the street,
sat on little chairs in circles in the middle of the road. The road is
blocked off from end to end.
I am curious as to what is going on and so I go outside and ask
people. It turns out there has been a murder on the street and people
are gathered to say prayers and hold prayer circles for the one who
has died.
I want to show my support , so I encourage my family to come out side
to, but my mum is concerned with the personal family dinner and
doesn't want wider social things to interfere with our family
gathering. Besides, granddad is here too and he is getting on, and the
cold outside is not good for him. My mum tries to persuade my dad but
he is keen to see what is going on, and this time he decides to stay
outside and join in with the community event. We join a circle.
--
I am with Conor, and we are making electronic music. He has got a load
of new speakers and mixing equipment, and he can get really great
sounds from the equipment he has got. He has these faders that bring
the sound in and out and pan it between the different speakers.
--
I am in this big sports center. My friends are creating rituals in one
of the big rooms. We are bringing in instruments and we are creating
mandalas on the floor with rice, lining it out in beautiful
symmetrical patterns in a yantric style.
It is still christmas but we have a new character that we are doing
this for, Jesus has become old and outdated so we have a new deity to
celebrate. The music is missing a drum so I go to a room next door
where they are also creating mandalas on the floor , in combination
with dancing, and borrow a drum, and bring it back. I want to soak the
drum skin in water so as to lower the tone, because its current tone
it too high pitched to mix well with the music.
The ritual has started and I have to act fast in order to get it done.
Sunday, 12 January 2014
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