The day began with the Seven Crows calling to me from high in the trees, they were so distant that they appeared small and ghost-like from where I stood. I offered the day's pilgrim walk and thanked them for their protection.
I passed the pilgrim walk home base twice today. On the return there was a break in the clouds and the statue of the saint became a Shining One and as I stood before its presence a warm radiance bathed my tired flesh. I was seeing things so distinct and clear that I was reminded of visiting Chicago as a child and the scene outside the car window was so colorful and sharp that a great excitement overcame me and the image was burned into memory.
During the afternoon walk my body was more relaxed than usual and this allowed me to smile easily. The air was mild and sometimes the sun could be seen. At the music shell in Millennium Park I attracted children as if they were moths racing to a flame.
