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Post by Maolsheachlann on Nov 22, 2021 9:51:50 GMT
Tonight rememberance of St. Elisabeth of Theuringen with reading from Proverbs that ended with the same lines (Prov 31:31) as in this wonderful song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgV8vw8k-REStella Parton: Virtuous Woman from "Tell It Sister, Tell It" album. I may have posted it before but it can well be replayed! The entire Holy Mass made me most HAPPY and lifted this whole weekend up to heaven in sentiments. High/Tridentine and Low/secular coincidence. Could it be near to a small little miracle if it (attending Mass) turned my whole being from tired into blissful for some time?? Mass will occasionally bring me intense happiness and joy. Yesterday I went to the Christ the King Mass in Whitefriar Street Carmelite Church, the church where I got married. (Hoping there won't be any heckling about the date of Christ the King.) This is the church where I prayed to St. Therese for a wife (very soon before I met her), and also I spent a lot of time there when I was moving towards accepting Christianity. Not only are St. Valentine's remains there (really), but it's steeped in history in many other ways. There is an old statue called Our Lady of Dublin which was lost for a long time (centuries, I think) and found in a rubbish heap of some kind. The story goes that the crown on her head was used to crown the pretender to the English throne, Lambert Simnel, who was proclaimed king of England in Dublin in 1487. (His claim didn't get very far). It also played a part in the history of the Legion of Mary; the Legion grew out of a chapter of the Vincent de Paul that were attached to this church (whether they actually met in the church, I don't know). Most of the time my attendance at Mass is pretty routine and dutiful, although I try to go as often as I can, and I do enjoy listening to homilies. Sometimes I feel very elevated and the memories of those Masses sustain me and cheer me years later. I remember lots of individual ones; one Mass celebrated by a Polish priest at the start of Advent, in the Dublin airport church, just before I flew to America. Once Mass that was celebrated in a hotel conference room at seven in the morning in a Holiday Inn in Virginia. Another was a Corpus Christi Mass in the Pro-Cathedral, another was a Christmas midnight Mass in the Sacred Heart cathedral in Richmond, Virginia. (This is a small cathedral, with a list of bishops incribed in its ceiling; most of the names are Irish.) I do realize that Mass is not a matter of feelings, of course. It's nice when there's feelings, though. |
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Post by cato on Nov 22, 2021 21:26:57 GMT
Tonight rememberance of St. Elisabeth of Theuringen with reading from Proverbs that ended with the same lines (Prov 31:31) as in this wonderful song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgV8vw8k-REStella Parton: Virtuous Woman from "Tell It Sister, Tell It" album. I may have posted it before but it can well be replayed! The entire Holy Mass made me most HAPPY and lifted this whole weekend up to heaven in sentiments. High/Tridentine and Low/secular coincidence. Could it be near to a small little miracle if it (attending Mass) turned my whole being from tired into blissful for some time?? Mass will occasionally bring me intense happiness and joy. Yesterday I went to the Christ the King Mass in Whitefriar Street Carmelite Church, the church where I got married. (Hoping there won't be any heckling about the date of Christ the King.) This is the church where I prayed to St. Therese for a wife (very soon before I met her), and also I spent a lot of time there when I was moving towards accepting Christianity. Not only are St. Valentine's remains there (really), but it's steeped in history in many other ways. There is an old statue called Our Lady of Dublin which was lost for a long time (centuries, I think) and found in a rubbish heap of some kind. The story goes that the crown on her head was used to crown the pretender to the English throne, Lambert Simnel, who was proclaimed king of England in Dublin in 1487. (His claim didn't get very far). It also played a part in the history of the Legion of Mary; the Legion grew out of a chapter of the Vincent de Paul that were attached to this church (whether they actually met in the church, I don't know). The statue of our lady of Dublin you mention is one of the few physical remnants of pre Reformation Dublin. It was dumped by the new religion and ended up in a pigs trough at one stage. I love the Feast of Christ King of the Universe. I think it's makes more sense to have it just before Advent as in the ordinary church calender but I am happy to celebrate it twice too. The silly attempts to minimise the cosmic power of this feast by some who claim we are all kings is lamentable but predictable in our current turning the clock back to 1975. In the tablet Margaret Hebblewaite proposes ending talk about Kings and using the term "anointed" instead. Christ means the anointed so in future we celebrate The anointed anointed.... Triumphalism is such an ever present danger in the modern church ! |
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Post by kj on Nov 24, 2021 11:14:22 GMT
A few additions : Cork accents.I love listening to them. They are like short bursts of joyous birdsong. Ah, Cato, were we ever to meet you would be in seventh heaven listening to my endless rantings about the depredations of society and the species in my Leeside accent. Truly, the medium would be the message  |
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Post by Maolsheachlann on Dec 1, 2021 16:21:52 GMT
It always gives me great joy to seee Christmas trees going up. I don't think there is a sight more beautiful in the world than a decorated Christmas tree. Big or small, real or artificial, elegant or gaudy...I love them all.
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Post by cato on Dec 1, 2021 17:15:08 GMT
It always gives me great joy to seee Christmas trees going up. I don't think there is a sight more beautiful in the world than a decorated Christmas tree. Big or small, real or artificial, elegant or gaudy...I love them all. Its a lovely time of year in spite of all the greed and tack. I love the humility of the crib, the sound of Christmas Carols, the smell of the good food, lovely crisp blue skies , the joy of children dreaming of Santa Claus, the quiet days after Christmas day, the old movies on TV, meeting family and old friends, giving gifts , long walks, a few leisurely drinks in an old pub after shopping, Christmas cards, getting home to the warmth out of the cold and starry nights. |
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Post by Tomas on Jan 10, 2022 22:27:27 GMT
Finding this, posted tonight by a friend living in Canada, made me turn away from thoughts about "hell on earth" towards "some good may still be possible to change tables" in regard to the ongoing globalist affair. It´s a newly set up employment agency, made for people being cast out by the new apartheid. Simple things like this may do all the difference! jablessjobs.work/?fbclid=IwAR2l9NETnELXMw5mQtFMd4HzRH_5adgg6K3xLxxoIHQCRpZ5wQy9nCjaeng |
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Post by Antaine on May 27, 2022 22:17:37 GMT
Today I saw something that I would describe as "beautiful", though it might sound a bit corny.
On the bus into work, in the sky (at least within my field of vision), I saw an almost perfect split. On one side, a crystal clear blue sky. On the other, a large, unbroken, almost perfectly smooth cloud that nearly stretched on as far as my eye could see. The cloud was like a massive board, given its shape and size. The side of the cloud was white, while underneath was obviously grey. You could almost imagine the cloud as a flat (although not completely, there was some mass to it) surface, where someone walking on top of it may suddenly fall off the edge if they were not careful.
Unfortunately, I can't really do the sight justice. Still, to see such a contrast, the clear blue and dark grey, side by side in what seemed a perfect line (or close enough) stretching on for who-knows how long - it was a sight that my mind subconsciously determined was beautiful. I have never seen such a perfectly consistent - and at the same time, enormous - cloud like that before.
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Post by Maolsheachlann on May 28, 2022 10:00:33 GMT
Today I saw something that I would describe as "beautiful", though it might sound a bit corny. On the bus into work, in the sky (at least within my field of vision), I saw an almost perfect split. On one side, a crystal clear blue sky. On the other, a large, unbroken, almost perfectly smooth cloud that nearly stretched on as far as my eye could see. The cloud was like a massive board, given its shape and size. The side of the cloud was white, while underneath was obviously grey. You could almost imagine the cloud as a flat (although not completely, there was some mass to it) surface, where someone walking on top of it may suddenly fall off the edge if they were not careful. Unfortunately, I can't really do the sight justice. Still, to see such a contrast, the clear blue and dark grey, side by side in what seemed a perfect line (or close enough) stretching on for who-knows how long - it was a sight that my mind subconsciously determined was beautiful. I have never seen such a perfectly consistent - and at the same time, enormous - cloud like that before. Beautiful post, Antaine. Thanks. |
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Post by Tomas on Jun 11, 2022 22:04:32 GMT
Today I saw something that I would describe as "beautiful", though it might sound a bit corny. On the bus into work, in the sky (at least within my field of vision), I saw an almost perfect split. On one side, a crystal clear blue sky. On the other, a large, unbroken, almost perfectly smooth cloud that nearly stretched on as far as my eye could see. The cloud was like a massive board, given its shape and size. The side of the cloud was white, while underneath was obviously grey. You could almost imagine the cloud as a flat (although not completely, there was some mass to it) surface, where someone walking on top of it may suddenly fall off the edge if they were not careful. Unfortunately, I can't really do the sight justice. Still, to see such a contrast, the clear blue and dark grey, side by side in what seemed a perfect line (or close enough) stretching on for who-knows how long - it was a sight that my mind subconsciously determined was beautiful. I have never seen such a perfectly consistent - and at the same time, enormous - cloud like that before. cepolina.com - an Italian website dedicated to clouds! Found this ten years ago and I think it is still open (technical problem while I tried reach it tonight but that could very well be temporary). Lovely photo gallery there. But the special scenery described by you may be so unusual it was never catalogued even in their spectrum of varieties? |
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Post by Tomas on Dec 8, 2023 8:10:54 GMT
Apart from the elevated heavenly Mother´s day for Our Queen, Maria Immaculatae: the several book finds second hand that has come in plentiful this season. All these books makes me happy again and again! Lately for example a Swedish female poet Maria Wine, an Italian storyteller Antonio Tabucchi and the Indian free speech hero Salman Rushdie. All three secular to the core, but then stories are stories and making happy even besides the most great Story.
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