“We were packed like sardines in a tin in the cathedral of Santiago de Compostella, smelly pilgrims next to locals next to tourists from afar. This was the chaos. And now in finale, what we were all straining to behold, began the ceremony of cleansing. A series of thick ropes reach from the center arch of the cathedral connecting a group of 8 priests and a massive silver urn with smoke billowing out of it. This was the incense.”
Thanks to Kellie Haddock IG @kelliehaddockmusic and @kelliehaddock
for the use of “Eden’s Dream” with Ben Shive and Sarah Masen
“We were packed like sardines in a tin in the cathedral of Santiago de Compostella, smelly pilgrims next to locals next to tourists from afar. This was the chaos. And now in finale, what we were all straining to behold, began the ceremony of cleansing. A series of thick ropes reach from the center arch of the cathedral connecting a group of 8 priests and a massive silver urn with smoke billowing out of it. This was the incense.”
Thanks to Kellie Haddock IG @kelliehaddockmusic and @kelliehaddock
for the use of “Eden’s Dream” with Ben Shive and Sarah Masen