photos from father urs, fredrik son, and the holy bello's triple trinity birthday bash..
when we reached the top the clouds parted like a crucifix. i'm not religious or anything (though my parents raised me as a catholic and i'd say i'm a spritual person), but it was an absolutely breathtaking moment. i hope others who participated in the journey up the hills noticed
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Thanks Cindy, diviner of cloud formations. It was a miraculous day. On the way up the trail I even had a conversation with a frog in a bush, which I deemed the Frog Oracle. And no, we weren’t on hallucinogenic drugs!
After our hilltop preaching and picnic, there we go. The Triple Trinity birthday boys are running, skipping, and jumping. On his shoulder The Holy Bello is carrying his portable amplifier through which is blasting Vivaldi’s “Gloria.” Father Urs and Fredrik Son are waving their white scarves shouting “Hallelujah!” We’re always moving. How it looked to other people? Perhaps a cross between a bona fide cult and Joggers for Jesus. “Gloria in excelsis Deo!” echoing through Strawberry Canyon.
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