I have a birthday coming up in November. I attended a Catholic School and my birthday fell on the same day as All Souls Day. We were asked to pray on that day for the souls of all people who died before us. All Saints Day falls on 1 November and it was so special we had the day off school!
For me, All Souls Day was the trump card because I was born on that day, so it must be special, right?
When we travelled to England and Ireland in 2008 I had a day to myself in the centre of London. It was a memorable day for me: I found a lovely cafe and had espresso coffee and a creme brulee; I bought a miniature tea set at a souvenir shop; I browsed in the expensive department stores; and I found a church I loved. I wasn’t expecting that.
The church was All Souls Church. I was drawn to it like a magnet. I wandered in and absorbed the peaceful and tranquil environment. There were some people taking part in a service and I looked on from a distance, mesmerised by all that was around me. I felt energised after my visit and then continued on with my sight-seeing and window shopping. Before I left the church I just had to take a photo of it.
What is it about a place of worship that stills the soul and the mind and restores us? Have you ever experienced something like that?
That’s all for today – I am experiencing a bit of writer’s block at the moment, but I am sure it will pass in no time 🙂