Perched in a prayer hole part way down the cliff, I spent a few hours watching the tide come in. St Cuthbert island is seen in the photo above and Bambrough castle was in the distance further to my left (second picture). Further round still is the Farne islands themselves.
So peaceful just listening to the sea, the gulls and watching the occasional seal. Taking time to soak up the history, the prayers from men of old from this Holy Island.
(right) The crypt at
Marygate house.
Thank you to the guys that shared the weekend and for illuminating John's gospel.
Ps - the beer was good too....
2 comments:
I can feel the stillness just looking at the photos.
I read a line in John O'Donahues book, Anam Cara last night about the ocean.......that it disentangles the netted mind....
it truly does......as the tides roll in and out and in again...
lovely.
Thanks Dana
The ebb and the flow of the tide, reflects how we must withdraw and return. To find that rhythm is important to us.
David
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