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“…Enough Maestro!” – Today is Monday, Oct. 31/11

Another night of little sleep – my internal clock is not resetting.

I am in DRESDEN – some history – Dresden is talked about everywhere in Germany so far this trip, it is charming again in its rebuild – but there is darkness under this new facade.


A thread has started on my Facebook – rare that this happens – but it is going now, open to all to pipe in:


And so I leave for Dresden photo hunt. I know there will be little in way of churches – prior research has suggested so.

First stop though is to the train station to buy my ticket for Czestochowa.

I arrive back to Frauenkirche for service a little past 11am – no pictures.

Chamber ensemble and opera singers backed by choir – beautiful.

Service is over by noon and I am told it is okay now to photograph.


Several photos in I am stopped by an official, who is a bit agitated with the amount of photos I am taking and tells me “it is enough maestro” but his tone is sarcastic.. I know – I tell him that is funny and laugh, “ha ha” to which he stares me down.

Two days in a row I have been verbally put down. What is going on – some overly sensitive people…? I don’t know. People with the smaller quieter cameras among the tourist continue to shoot at Fauenkirche. I pack up and move on, I have more than I need for my intended purpose.

I move on to The Catholic Cathedral of the Bishopric Dresden.

Shoot a while there. I find richer content here.

Walk across the Elbe and stop for lunch – a pan fried-baked potato/chicken/onion/mushroom dish – tasty.

Every church after my lunch is closed.

Head back to the hotel and doze off on the sofa.

Internet is not working for me and that is frustrating – need to see if I was answered by the Bridgettine Sisters for tomorrow’s stay in Czestochowa.

Grab a beer and sweets – I am feeling tired and sore.

I don’t feel God on this trip. I must not be traveling receptively or in the Spirit.

A lot to think about.


AS I had walked Dresden and thought of the roles played by different countries in WW2 I can not help feel blood on my hands as well, even though I did not take part in any of that era or those generations. Perhaps it is a good thing to feel a sense of blood… else we forget and commit new murder, starting in our hearts. I am told many of the newer generations of Germans are removing themselves in memory from WW2 because they were not “those Germans”.

How does the saying go and by whom (ahh, my memory… the irony) “Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it”? And those of us who retreat from culpibility might be likely to forget… just thinking outloud.

Jonalyn Fincher sent me this quote after I had mentioned teh blood I was feeling on my hands:

“If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?”
~Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

Tomorrow I leave for Poland.

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