This exercise reminded me of the festival of the patron saint in my hometown. Barefoot brethren carry a very heavy litter with the statue of Our Lady on their shoulders in procession. It is very heavy, so sometimes it seems to be about to fall down. But the brethren endure the hardship and keep bearing the statue until the end of the procession, risking being crushed by the weight of the litter.
I also recalled the feast of Tarantolate. It takes place in Apulia, an Italian region. Some women who, people say, have been stung by a particular species of spider, jump and dance for several days without ever stopping!
From where do both the brethren in my hometown and those women in Apulia get the energy they need to sustain themselves? Is there a kind of energy from above? If we knew the source of the energy, could we get it whenever we need it?
This is an excerpt from Travels of the Mind by Ettore Grillo
Ettore Grillo author of these books:
– A Hidden Sicilian History
– The Vibrations of Words
-Travels of the Mind