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In September 2013, I was given the opportunity to shoot for a non-profit organisation called e.motion21. This is an organisation that provide an Australia-first, innovative dance and fitness program designed specifically for children and young adults with Down Syndrome.
This is a series of their rehearsal leading up to a dance event called Musicool. It was an eye opening experience having to shoot this event as I had never shot a subject matter relating to Down Syndrome prior to this. The most essential thing that I realised was that these kids and young adults are no different from what society deems as 'normal'. Everyone experiences struggles and it is the passion that keeps us going. For them, the unity through dance is the core of their passion and joy.
The Madonna of Humility
About 1345-50
Guariento di Arpo
Italian, active 1338-about 1370
Tempera and gold leaf on panel
This small panel offered its owner intimate contemplation of the Virgin in her many aspects. Nursing the infant Christ, she reminds the viewer that she is mankind's compassionate intercessor. Her crown points to her role as Queen of Heaven, while the brooch and rays of light surrounding her signal her apocalyptic role. The artistic inventiveness exident in this combination of elements is typical of devotional imagery in this period.
In September 2013, I was given the opportunity to shoot for a non-profit organisation called e.motion21. This is an organisation that provide an Australia-first, innovative dance and fitness program designed specifically for children and young adults with Down Syndrome.
This is a series of their rehearsal leading up to a dance event called Musicool. It was an eye opening experience having to shoot this event as I had never shot a subject matter relating to Down Syndrome prior to this. The most essential thing that I realised was that these kids and young adults are no different from what society deems as 'normal'. Everyone experiences struggles and it is the passion that keeps us going. For them, the unity through dance is the core of their passion and joy.
Religious and spiritual poem reflecting on the beauty of Communion and the rhythm of worship and anticipation in the week for Sunday. A looking forward to the Celebration. The poem asks that Christ accept the communicant. These words appear in the work: In the poverty that lies of my sorrow,
I asked with the bended knee of my heart for gifts as Solomon did when he asked of You wisdom. Written and read aloud in this recording by the "Parish Poet" Peter Menkin, this is one of a number of poems about or celebrating the fact of Eucharist.
Wisdom day, I want to know
From my blog: Poem about Communion: Another one that reflects the experience...
It appears that I have a number of poems on the Communion experience. This one is like a prayer. I hope you like it. My experience with Communion has been a refreshing one.
Lay himself at the foot of the "Providence" is a source of wise humility and never cowardly waiting
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Humility...it's often lost on a culture that is more about "it's all about me" rather than what can I do for myself and others.
God desires that we're humble servants...heart, mind and soul.
The problem today exists that too many of us spend far too much time focused on ourselves. We shouldn't think less of or belittle ourselves by any means but the heart of the problem is that as it's been well said... is that it's a matter of the heart because we can be so self-centered sometimes.
We're here to serve God and others. Yes, we should take care of ourselves but we need to remember that the world doesn't revolve around us friend (we should stop acting like it does), rather, we're to largely be others focused and we're here to to His will and for for His good pleasure.
Let's pray for one another that we would live and lead a biblically balanced life with humility at the forefront.
He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?
Micah 6:8 ESV
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South transept window.
Depicting: Endurance, Humility, Innocence, Love, Principle, Sympathy, Fortitude, Charity, and Justice, as mostly portrayed by scenes from Jesus' life.
The badge of the Vale of Catmose lodge of the Independent Order of Oddfellows is at the bottom.
In memory of Charles Knowleton Morris d.1905, erected by his widow Judith Emily.
Glass by J. Dudley Forsyth. 1906.
Dudley Forsyth worked as a painter for James Powell & Sons and then for Henry Holiday before establishing his own practice in London by about 1900.
Sorry, not brilliant photos, too much sun light and shadows.
Saint John "the Russian" is one of the most renowned saints in the Eastern Orthodox Church.
He was born in a village in Little Russia, around 1690.
Being a prisoner of war and a slave to a Turkish Ağa, he became famous and respected even by his Muslim master for his humility, steadiness in faith and benevolence.
His holy relics are claimed to be undecayed and wonder-working; there are traditions that this saint particularly helps sick children and those who suffer from cancer.
During the Russian-Turkish war (1711 – 1718) he was a soldier in the imperial army of Peter the Great of Russia.
At that time the then invincible Turkish military forces were advancing from victory to victory, spreading fear to all nations.
As a soldier, Saint John fought to defend his country, but having being nurtured by the springs of Orthodoxy through his Christian parents, he was appalled by the horror of war, the thousands of young men, women and children, and the elderly, left dead by the passing of the tempest of hostilities and the bellicosity of the enemy.
During the battles for the recapture of Azof on the northern coast of the Black Sea, Saint John, together with many thousands of his compatriots, was taken prisoner.
He was first sent to Constantinople (Istanbul), and from there to Prokopi near Caesarea of Cappadocia in Asia Minor, where he was delivered to an Aga who maintained a camp of janissaries there.
He was tortured to deny Christ.
At Prokopi he was subjected to the scorn and hatred of the Turks for being a “kiafir”, that is an unbeliever of Islam, for which he was tortured.
He was beaten with sticks, kicked and spat on, and a red hot metal bowl was put on his head, burning his hair and scalp.
He was then thrown into the mire of a stable and made to live with the animals.
Saint John endured all his tortures with perseverance and remarkable bravery.
He said to the Turks:
“I have confidence, faith and love in my Lord Jesus Christ, the only begotten son of the Father, and none of these sufferings will separate me from His love.
As a prisoner I will obey your orders, and carry out my duties as a slave, but with regard to my faith in Christ the Saviour, you are not my masters – we ought to obey God rather than men.
I am ready to suffer greater and more terrible torments and even that death rather than deny my Christ.”
Thus Saint John accepted the hardships of his life – the tortures, living with the animals in the stable, which, he said, reminded him of the stable in Bethlehem, his spiritual self-discipline: fasts, vigils and prayer- and this acceptance and his way of life so impressed his tormentors that they ceased their brutality, and instead of “kafir” they gave him the epithet of “veli”, which means saint.
One day, at a banquet of the Aga’s officers at Prokopi, Saint John miraculously sent with an angel of the Lord a copper plate of food to the Aga in Mecca where he had gone on a pilgrimage to the tomb of Mohammed. T
he food was hot when the plate appeared before the Aga, and he ate it.
On the Aga’s return to Prokopi three months later, at a similar banquet held in honour of his safe return, the Aga showed the officers the very same plate engraved with his family emblem.
This miracle, accomplished by the grace of God, completely quenched the hatred of Saint John’s Turkish masters: their brutality was overcome by spiritual radiance.
Throughout his harsh and difficult life Saint John had the support and consolation of prayer, vigils, prostrations, and of the Holy Mysteries which he partook of unbeknownst to the Turks.
Receiving Holy Communion every Saturday was his greatest refreshment and sustenance.
On the last day of his life, the 27th of May 1730, he sent for the priest who brought him Holy Communion concealed in a hollowed-out apple which he received for the last time there in the stable.
His temporary captivity and sufferings had come to an end: as soon as he had partaken of the Holy Gifts, the wondrous Saint John passed on to the life of eternal exultation and blessedness.
The priests and Christian notables from Prokopi were given permission by the Turks to take his body for burial.
Surrounded by censers and candles, they carried it on their shoulders, accompanied by Turks and Armenians as well as Christians, to a grave in the Christian cemetery.
There, with deep devotion, their eyes streaming with tears as if he were their lord and master the body of the former slave and servant was consigned to the mother earth
One night in November of 1733, the old priest who every Saturday had listened to Saint John tell of his sufferings and tortures and who had given him Holy Communion, saw him in a dream.
Saint John told the priest that, with God’s grace, his body had remained entire and uncorrupted as it had been when laid in the grave three and a half years before, and that it should be exhumed so that it would remain with them as a blessing of God for evermore.
The priest hesitated and then, by the grace of God, a heavenly light, like a pillar of fire, was seen illuminating the Saint’s grave.
The Christians opened up the grave, and what great wonder the body of the Saint was found entire, uncorrupted and redolent with a divine fragrance that it still has today.
With spiritual gladness and devotion they took this divine gift of the holy relic in their arms and transferred it to the church where Saint John himself had spent so many nights in prayerful vigil.
On that day, over two hundred and fifty years ago, his holy body entered the liturgical life of the Church of Christ.
In one of the domestic conflicts and quarrels between the Sultan of Turkey and Ibrahim of Egypt, the Sultan’s delegate, Osman Pasha, set fire to the holy relic of Saint John’s body as an act of revenge against the Christians.
Amid the flames the Turks saw the body begin to move and, terrified, they abandoned their unholy act and fled.
The next day the Christians dug amongst the charcoal and ashes and found the body still entire and although blackened by the smoke and fire it was pliant and fragrant.
His shrine became a great centre of pilgrimage, towering above all others in central Cappadocia.
This is the third of three doors that were constructed leading into the Church of the Nativity. This door is known as the Door of Humility.
An oldman told his grandson: “My son, there is a battle between two #wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is #anger , #jealousy , #greed, and #resentment, #inferiority, #lies and #ego . The other is good. It is #joy , #peace , #love, #hope , #humility , #kindness , #empathy, and #truth .” The boy thought about it, and asked, “Grandfather, which wolf wins?” The old man quietly replied, “The one you feed. ~ Unknown via Conflutech ift.tt/2jhe7Pd
Some of those dictators around the world, that is, the few who are still hanging on, are so crass and arrogant. For instance, they decree that posters and statues of El Numero Uno be placed or displayed EVERYWHERE, and be there ALL THE TIME. How ludicrous.
If I were in such a position, that would not be the case. Not at all. Well, maybe just a few posters would be OK, here and there. And only on my birthday. (Incidentally, it's a ways down the road, so there's still time.)
The crusader doorway is marked by a pointed arch that was reduced to this small size in the Ottoman period to keep the carts of looters from entering.
...between genuine humility, which is a type of modesty, and a lack of confidence. They are not the same thing at all, although many confuse them. This may explain, in part, why today humility is often thought of as a weakness, rather than as an indication of inner strength, especially in the context of business and professional life."
Dalai Lama
Ladder of Pride (Bernard), Ladder of Humility (Benedict), Ladder of Love (John of the Cross) drawn by Sister Confianza
In September 2013, I was given the opportunity to shoot for a non-profit organisation called e.motion21. This is an organisation that provide an Australia-first, innovative dance and fitness program designed specifically for children and young adults with Down Syndrome.
This is a series of their rehearsal leading up to a dance event called Musicool. It was an eye opening experience having to shoot this event as I had never shot a subject matter relating to Down Syndrome prior to this. The most essential thing that I realised was that these kids and young adults are no different from what society deems as 'normal'. Everyone experiences struggles and it is the passion that keeps us going. For them, the unity through dance is the core of their passion and joy.