Pilgrimages - Spiritual
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Every year I try to get to some bluebell woods (not last year of course) and this year was no exception. A 4:30 alarm call and forty minute drive, are we all mad or what !!
The same wood as the last image, how different it looks !!
Just returning from our annual Pilgrimage to Tofino where a shorebird festival is hosted every year. My husband and I decided to keep our plan to go even if the weather forecast had shifted at the last minute and wildlife photography opportunities were going to be limited. This time the forecast was right and we sure had a load of rain and fog. But, Tofino rain or shine or fog is still Tofino.... I know that these distant shots are not as popular as close-up but I like to take them.... It is always a challenge to try a full frame on these scenes of wildlife in their habitat. Here is a marble godwit (left) with a Whimbrel (right) .... We have been visiting Tofino for several years and we always find practically at the same location a pair of Whimbrels with one solitary godwitt hanging around together... never the other way around.... makes me wonder if they are the same birds, like us, on their annual pilgrimage to Tofino :) . The irony of it all is that while we were away, Victoria had a real windfall of shorebirds of all kinds. As many as 30 Whimbrels among other things showed up at the Victoria Golf Course.... that is life I guess :) I will be posting more from Tofino over the next couple of days.
I felt in need of a great pilgrimage, so I sat still for three days and God came to me. Only in the Heart can one experience the divine presence of truth.
- Kabir
It is always with a sense of anticipation when I visit one of my favourite churches. If I have not been for a while I will often feel a 'calling' to return.
The atmosphere of the church will envelop me and I know I have to go.
This church is St. Mary's, and is only a ten minute walk from where I live. This day I walked a different way, through a small park, and the morning light lit up the pampas grass.
I am going to add on a thank you here to everybody who has supported me on Flickr. With this third batch of images that I have uploaded, this image being the first of those, I have done this with more confidence this time round because of all your support. Nobody really saw my images except my partner, my parents, and a couple of close friends, for over 25 years. I worked in isolation, never really thinking it was good enough. Things changed when I lost some members of my family under difficult circumstances, and to save my heart I picked up my camera again on the advice of a gentle man of faith. I am grateful to him, and I wish to say a big thank you to all of you.
Thank you, all, Shelley.
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I have rested for a while, my pilgrimage nearly at its end
I constantly seek a connection, my spirit searching for meaning
But often I feel as though I have just missed you
In reaching for you it's as if I am trying too much
You come to me at the point of stillness,
Often when I turn around to say goodbye
And then I see your glory and inspiration
And marvel that I did not see you before
But I was not looking in the right places
Because you were always there beside me
It is as though we have to stop to start
And the pilgrimage just opens our heart
This beautiful detail of a Stained Glass Window in Glynde Church, Sussex, UK of St.Peter’s resting feet made me think of those who undertake a difficult pilgrimage, some going barefoot all the way, and the dedication it takes to do this. Not only that, it was the fact that these feet looked so vulnerable. And this is the meaning of pilgrimage, to make ourselves open and receptive to what thoughts or guidance that might come. It is the journey, rather than the destination that is often important.
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original photographs, snapseed, procreate, apple pencil— includes six figures from the union street sculptor’s ‘under wraps’ group sculpture, photographed at the 10th palmer sculpture biennial in 2022
Maybe this is true of every one of us. To know and love someone is more than to grasp facts about them, or recognize their qualities. It is more than assenting to the identity that they claim, their self-image. It is to have some glimpse of the journey on which they are embarking, the hunger and thirst that are in their heart, how they are on the pilgrimage towards the fullness of being in God. We are all touched surely, implicitly or explicitly, by some yearning for infinity and who we are is disclosed most deeply in how we seek it, whether through marriage or art or writing poetry, our job or just loving the people we bump into day by day.
--Questioning God, Timothy Radcliffe and Lukasz Popco
We visited Roseberry Topping and Newton Woods, today, on our annual pilgrimage to see the beautiful natural display of Bluebells. Walking up through the trees, we could hear a Cuckoo and the flowers were at their very best.
Neben Maria Plain zählt Maria Kirchental zu den beliebtesten Wallfahrtsorten im Salzburgerland. Kaum ein anderer Ort weit und breit kann eine so beeindruckende Einheit von Natur und Kultur, von Geschichte und Gegenwart aufweisen. Seit über 300 Jahren pilgern Salzburger, Tiroler, Oberösterreicher und Bayern zu diesem 900 m hoch gelegenen Gnadenort zu Füßen der Loferer Steinberge. „Bergkristall unter den Wallfahrtsorten“ hat ihn Alterzbischof Eder nach Abschluß der Renovierungsarbeiten im September 2001 genannt.