A Journey: Chestnut Chapter
One of our magic moments, we go visit St. Madeleine’s Church, because,
although we are not into churches and generally avoid anything associated
with them, this is Paris and there are magnificent churches everywhere,
and some really fantastic art and architecture made in them, and most
importantly our middle granddaughter is named Magdalena, and I want to
take a picture for her of the church front where the name is carved
Magdalena, being in Latin instead of French. And in relation to the
preceding chapter, the 3rd version of SLOW DANCE, in black walnut, was
made especially as a wedding gift from her dad, our son Tracy Dylan, to
her mother Shawna.
Go inside on 3rd visit, like good druish boy, see the fantastically
beautiful grand marble statue of MARY MAGDALENE being carried up to heaven
by winged angels, carved in 1841 by Carlo Marochetti, a terrific Italian sculptor.
Remember Jack Kerouac, as he told in Satori in Paris, also went there and
was so awestruck by the same statue that he forgot to drop his coins in
the poor box, and his mother chided him for it when he got home, and he
really regretted it but never got a chance to go back and do it. So I
gratefully dropped my few coins in the poor box, for Jack. Also a SEEKER,
friend and mentor, and that’s certainly another chapter somewhere. The
wheel turns, the river flows, life is renewed in tiny bits.