I promised to post some “after” pics for the Martha Stewart’s of you; I am no Martha though- keep in mind. I love the feeling of my place though- small and cozy.
Been spending some time walking along the Elbow River by my house. Here are some pics from there:
The part of Calgary I live in used to be the French quarter in town so there are a lot of Catholic churches and the original street names are printed on the Avenue and Street signs that are mostly now all numbered. I have been spending lots of time at St. Mary’s Cathedral by my house. It is a beautiful church right at the Elbow River. I like going in there after my walks to sit in silence; it is so peaceful in there. On sunny days in the afternoons, the stained glass windows take my breath away.
I like sitting in front of the Virgin Mary statue. People come up and kneel in front of her, touch her, and send their prayers up to her. I don’t know what they are praying for but I know what I pray for and I know that it brings me comfort. Like magic. We come to her in all conditions- pained, lonley, suffering, grateful and lost and it’s all OK. I always feel better when I leave.
I was so stunned when I saw Our Lady of Fatima. Mary is also the patron saint of Portugal and my dad is from a village not far from Fatima where the Virgin Mary appeared to 3 children earlier in the last century. Millions of people make pilgrimages to Fatima each year- some on their knees. I remember being there when I was 16 and taking in the energy of the place and watching people approach the main vestibule on their knees; I was so moved. Who knew I would find Fatima in Calgary of all places?!