We then made for the high border hills, and prayed the Office of None on the chancel of Craswall Priory, open to the sky, the […]
Pilgrimage on the border (2)
We started at Abbey Dore, the Cistercian fragment deep in Herefordshire’s Golden Valley, and stood before a cross and a Christ-gaze in the ambulatory among […]
Pilgrimage on the border (1)
The soul is always, perhaps, an exile, but occasionally rests in its restlessness, and feels close to the source of Love which nonetheless drives us […]