Our life in Berlin in 1991 was lived in an alternate plane where truth had become so transparent it was accepted without challenge. The impulse to deny truth did not exist there, because everyone shared the excitement of being at the literal center of the universe. The end of 40 years of oppression had created a portal, a virtual tear in the fabric of externally imposed realities. There was a palpable sense of total freedom. Everything about accepted cultural norms now seemed absurd. A radiant light shone through the open wall that once separated two opposing lies, washing away the fear of non-conforming. That light of truth shone round the world, beckoning those who were prepared to embrace it. Rob and I had been called to Berlin from San Francisco. Marcylio had been called from the Amazonian rain forests of Brazil. In our first meeting in Breitscheidplatz on the Kurfürstendamm, we all recognized each other immediately.

Marcylio told us he had come to Berlin to bring sunshine to the people of Germany. He was a street performer who dressed himself as a statue, standing on a pedestal, above the passersby on the Kurfürstendamm. His performance was in fact his ability to “not perform.” Marcylio was able to stand motionless for up to five hours at a time, with only a couple of brief breaks. To the unaware, Marcylio standing still in white clown makeup, wig and toga like costume seemed absolutely absurd, ridiculous, “not performing at all,” - creating an uneasiness and bewilderment at why some people would contribute money to such a ridiculous unsatisfying show. But to the sensitive, there was an immediate recognition of the highly disciplined nature of “not doing,” of letting go, of standing peacefully amidst thousands of distracted (and sometimes disturbed) passersby. Those sensitive people had a profound appreciation and respect that led them to reaching into their pocketbooks and wallets for a show of support.

Marcylio invited Rob to assist him in his performances and Rob accepted. Rob the yoga teacher and Marcylio the Brazilian Shaman, standing together in the center of the universe, together supporting the silent dynamic of inner peace, creating a juxtaposition of ways of being, strong, silent, internal on one hand, in contrast to the outward directed energy of the masses. This was an example of three people’s lives converging because we were following our true spirit paths. We had the ability to recognize each other because we were all free of external burdens. We had all responded to the call of the universe, to come to this place that had seen one of the most tragic, horrific examples of the human spirit gone bad, just 46 years before. And now, for a brief moment it had become a place of celebration, of positive light streaming through a tiny tear in the fabric of man-made suffering. Would this be the opportunity for mankind to redeem itself, or was the next holocaust just around the corner? Only time would tell.   

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Comment by koshersalaami on November 4, 2018 at 1:07pm

Way cool

Comment by Ron Powell on November 5, 2018 at 6:38am

Yes,  it is "way cool"!

Comment by Robert B. James on November 5, 2018 at 7:13am

Sharp. Thanks for sharing. Reminds me of a Morrison lyric about wasting the dawn.

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