We celebrated our ancestors this past Sunday. We started with some incredible music from Appalachia, performed by the lovely Sarah Alden and Rima Fand.
The walls were lined with images of our ancestors, some found, some sent in from Secret City members around the country. Some images were literally brought in on the body of the desendant herself, as evidenced here by our dear Anne Moore, who is wearing her grandmother’s locket.
Some of our guests were photographed for posterity so that they may be the future ancestors in some other Secret City ceremony years and years from now.
It was a deep and glorious service, with the mysterious past swimming all around us. A perfect rite for the fall, featuring a taste of two cheddars, stories about people descended from the stars and lots of wonderful humans.
Here are Jamie and Erin:
And Ismael and Donnie:
Alex and Joanie:
And, last but certainly not least, our own dear Bobby Lucy, whose birthday we celebrated.
It was a lovely day, and The Secret City is growing. We’re on the lookout for a new space, and our fundraising campaign continues. The services are full of more guest artists, more music, more visual art than ever. And folks come away with a deep sense of peace, of being restored, reset with intention. To make art in this world, to make art of this world.
One of the ancestors we had on the wall during the service was sent in by our friend Brian McGuire in Los Angeles. It was that great picture of Albert Einstein riding a bike. With it was a quote of his, which we also put on the wall and read aloud during the service. It captures what I think The Secret City celebrates,
“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.” Albert Einstein
Thanks to all who came out this past Sunday, and especially those who helped make the service happen. More to come. Next month, GRACE, inspired by Thanksgiving.