I have been so spoiled by singing in the choir at St. Patrick's. I had no idea -- years ago when Monsignor Reynolds announced at daily Mass that everyone HAD to come hear the Pentecost Mass that Sunday -- that I'd be attending a Latin Mass. The only Latin Mass I'd ever seen was my grandparents' 50th anniversary.
My heart soared. It was so beautiful! Without a couple years of the Latin Mass under my belt, I probably would have passed out for sheer joy as I walked into my first Eastern Orthodox service at St. Michael's in Kyiv, Ukraine
Thomas Molnar held forth at length on beauty this weekend. I think I'll try to patch together some of my notes and post them.
(He was aghast to hear I had been putting him on the Internet. He hates the Internet. Luckily, another of our group has also been lobbying him on the subject and I'm hopeful I'll provide an example or two of how the Useful Idiot Porn Dispenser can itself be enslaved to our purposes from time to time. The pessimistic Hungarian in him may end up delighted to learn the counter-revolution is alive and only strengthening in cyber-space.)