VILLADANGOS del PARMO to ASTORGA
Walking Along Bell Towers…
The sound of the bells in the majestic towers can be heard ‘clanging’ in the distance.
Soon I’m standing in their hallowed echoing chamber—CLANG, CLANG, CLANG…
the vibrations ring through ‘all’ fibers of my dwelling place.
Now…I AM mindful of the bell tower and the clanging between my ear-drums—ENDLESS.
The continuity of the ringing bells limits my ability to hear, to listen.
Still, with the clanging—beating, beating, beating I AM learning to ALLOW the
NOISE to become MUSIC—sweet intoxicating songs welling up inside me. When
the clanging ceases, I AM left with a melodious symphony of silence…untouched.
My mind holds this space as if two hands joined in prayer—EVERY moment of life
a meditation of extraordinary wonder.