Where two or three are gathered...

 This morning I went outside when the crows were shouting in the trees outside the window. I am still being a "Francis", so birds calling are a sign to run out and speak to them. There's a little archway of vines outside which has a cavernous appearance that I hung a little keepsake keychain of Mary in, because the arch itself is made of grapevines that grow wild here.

Then I could not say my rosary. The birds were much too loud. They seemed to be sounding an alarm, I decided, listening hard to their strange foreign speech. 

So, inside I came and sat down on the floor to watch a show about Michelangelo on his especially rare genius. Florence, I know, was a birthplace of fame due to the shared exceptional opportunity to produce greatness and the historian, Vasari, who also took part in that momentous occasion. Machiavelli also came from that Florentine moment.

It occurred to me then many things which interest me. One, that when once everyone becomes excited about a particular subject of interest, out come a few great producers of the work which all have joined. It is natural, afterall. But that it becomes a sort of unique fame, not only of the great ones, but also their times and places, is even more interesting. 

I once thought and remembered yesterday, that I had once believed that places themselves had a spirit. That was because I could remember places - Los Angeles, Memphis, Atlanta, as if I knew them personally. Something aside from myself, unawakened by scent or pictured memory. Hegel said something about this, I thought, and probably I will never see into that again.

Because I have been so interested in the work of God, his Holy Spirit among us, the use of his elect one's relics for healing, and even at springs where there appears a soul from heaven itself, I returned to this. And because the group's of people, from Arabic mathemeticians in the "Dark Ages" to the astronomers of the times just after the art-centric Rrnnaissance,  proved that joining in a sort of gathered spirit produce great works, I became interested in God's wish to use 12 people to accomplish his work. It was specific from the very beginning.

Last night I watched a video where God used the ten plagues of Egypt to contrast 10 Gods of Egypt, and that was fascinating, although at the end of the thought they'd stated it had become as many as 2000 Gods there. Imagine 2000 plagues!

Spirit is something we rarely behold, or consider. It is something interestingly outside of our very secularly trained, stringently scientific minds. But it plays a part in the very fabric of our existences. I may have been right, maybe.