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Today I went to Mass and Adoration at Old Saint Mary in Milwaukee. Right before I left, it turned very dark outside and it was thundering with torrential rainfall. I wore a rain jacket thankfully, but my bottom half got soaked to the bone. In mass, when the priest was breaking bread, the sun came out, illuminating the stained glass windows of the Church, blasting it with sunlight. During Adoration, the congregation was led in the rosary by the Sacristan, and today was the Luminous Mysteries.

This was the first time I ever prayed the rosary in its true form.
Unfortunately, I left early because I needed to stretch my legs, and walk around from kneeling for so long. I’m going back next Thursday, but I won’t kneel for 20 minutes.
That’s what I get for trying to be too pious!

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Before my conversion to Roman Catholicism, I was a Sōtō Zen Buddhist for years, fueled by my heavy interest in Japanese culture, cuisine, literature and religion.

I don’t know the artists names, or years of production. I’m very happy that Catholicism is loose with iconography, and find it very wonderful that different cultures depict Jesus as one of them, most notably, Human, a child of God.

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On break by the river, and witnessed a Robin searching through mulch, either for food, and/or for nesting material. It looked at me, and I said, “Hello dear Robin, and please don’t worry. May the Lord bless you, in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”

The Robin stood still, nodded its head, and went on tossing up mulch and eating tiny insects. They eventually flew away with a beak-full of chopped up wood.

Yeah, St. Francis of Assisi shadows me, as I shadow him, daily.

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Mass was quite elegant today, and during the celebration of the sacrament of the Eucharist, I was invited back to editing music. It’s a long story, yet I was called by name.
Music production has been welling up inside me for sometime, and last night I became reacquainted with a project that started back in late 2022 to late 2023, and somewhat dreamed about it. Call it higher consciousness, precognitive phenomena, the Holy Spirit, or subtle intrinsic reprogramming, all I got to say is, this pressure inside of me needs release and my mind needs relaxation, for playing with different frequencies is akin to being reborn, over and over again.
The project name is “Sanctus”, see what I’m saying?!