It was a treat to meet Maggie. Here’s how it happened. Karuna and I walked back to the ashram
after a very successful kirtan
at Bellevue Square Park. Ekalavya was ‘reggae-ing’ from the harmonium, making sounds of joy, while Kohl was on the guitar. https://www.instagram.com/p/ByZ2AArgK34/?igshid=bbv845dmevc
The music drew all kinds of people, especially toddlers, with their parents, of course. From what I could see, we left people happy. And then it was time to pack up.
As the two of us headed north, we turned that corner at St. Stephen-in-the-fields. Karuna expressed a need to answer a call of nature, and there was the door to the church—open. Sitting on the stairs by the door was Maggie. I recognized her from the church’s website which carried the image of the sculptor of “Panhandler Jesus.”
“Hi! You must be the minister here?” I asked.
“Yes, I am.”
“Can we take a peak inside? I’m curious and have read about your church.”
Maggie, the priest-in-charge, was eager to oblige and give us a tour of this charm of a church. The stain glass images are impressive, so is the pipe organ and the carved wooden benches for the choir. There is a balcony. The place is quaint and yet invokes that reverence that sacred space is supposed to.
Maggie said of her community: “It is the best group of people. I wouldn’t want anything else.” She was speaking about a pride that is very genuine in spiritual circles.