by ada

Taizé prayer at Ursulinenkirche. No matter where I live, in which city of which country, visiting Taizé prayers is a stable point in my life. It is every time different, depending on the place it is held and the people it is organised by. This can be both good or disturbing. This time the prayer was strange, rather false in tuning and very, very loud (and not Taizé-like at all). Being a silent and reserved person, who instinctively avoids every loud situation in life, I ended up with a bad headache and some serious doubts about my future visits in this church.

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