Posts Tagged ‘ Religion ’

A Realisation of Peace

I read a post a few weeks back by the Stork Whisperer and it really stuck in my mind. She’s on over 30 cycles, 33 she said, and she questioned how for all of those cycles she had questioned God and asked him to answer her prayers. It has become clear to her that He has been responding. Every cycle. And she seemed, in her blog, a bit despondent but perhaps realistic. She had no idea what the next step really is or how move on, maybe.

What I have taken from that, being on about 33 cycles (mine are all unassisted so far), is a realisation. Now it may only be a realisation until the inevitable hormonal drop, but right now it’s as if that blog helped me have an epiphany of sorts. It may not have been her intention, it may bring her no relief, but nonetheless her blog has helped me

I’m not overtly religious. I like to think that there’s something out there, but I have no idea what. I don’t pray. I like to think that,if there is someone in control, he’s already made the plan so there’s nothing to pray for. I guess it’s what others call fate.

My life and my future is all already decided and it hasn’t yet been time for me to have a child. Maybe it just is not in my future. Or maybe it is but it’s all already decided. The Stork’s realisation that God has been answering her pleas, just not with the answer she wanted, has made me realise that there is nothing I can do any differently; my fate and future is already decided.

So right now I feel calm, all epiphanised and relaxed, living my life without the overhanging feeling of failure and expectations.

But whether that feeling and peace will last, only the hormones can decide!

~ Persephone M

Fabulous Friday: Creative Camera Settings

I discovered random image settings on my SLR over Easter and got these two images. They are at different angles, but are the same church with only a time difference of ten minutes. It makes me want to be able to paint!

I also discovered the black and white setting – check out some images on my 365 blog: Day 39: Arches To Then and Day 38: Grey Days.

Anyway, I hadn’t planned on an extra post today, but I was sorting out the 365 blog and found these two images that I loved and decided to do a Fabulous Friday Photo, because it’s been while!

Happy weekend,

~ Persephone M

Lent 2012

It’s that time of year again, the time where some people chose to decide to give something up for lent. I’m not overly religious so I guess I use lent selfishly – I use it to give up something that is normally difficult and will make me healthier. I never make new year’s resolutions, I know I won’t keep to them. However, for the past two years I have given something up for lent and stuck to it.

The first time I actively chose to give up something for lent, I gave up snacks. This included all chocolate, crisps and general eating between meals unless it was fruit.

The second time, I gave up junk food. It proved difficult with defining what I meant by “junk” and after classifying chips as junk, finding a meal in a restuarant that didn’t include chips was hard.

Surely whatever you pick to give up has to be something that affects you, it can’t be something that you don’t need or love because where’s the trying with that. By no means am I saying that I’m perfect, but I don’t know what other things mean enough for me to give up. I could give up junk/snacks again, but a) been there, done that; b) I’ve already decided to change my diet just so that I can say for definite that it isn’t that preventing me getting pregnant.

Same reason I’ve already cut back on my caffeine intake and alcohol consumption – just to be on the safe side. So what does it really leave for me to give up? The biggest vice, my husband would say, is watching the television. On my way home I was thinking that rather than giving up something this lent, perhaps I would, instead, take up something instead.

I constantly try and tell myself to do more exercise, to do more writing, but something always stops me. Trying to find the time to maybe go jogging or do some aerobics always seems so hard. There’s always something else that I’d rather be doing. Usually, it’s watching the TV. On the occasions that I feel inspired to write, I always work on the wrong project and not the novella that, again, my husband thinks I should.

So, I began thinking that maybe this year I would take up something rather than give up. Lent is seen as giving up something of luxury or promising to do things better. Combining the two, I now have two options:

  1. Give up 30 minutes of TV every day to concentrate on my novella.
  2. Give up 30 minutes of TV every day to go jogging, do an aerobics class, cycle along the seafront.

I think either are fitting given how addicted I am to TV (and my Tivo), and I think I need to work my way up to giving up television for lent. That would be soooo difficult!

Which one, or both? How about you?

~ Persephone M

Two Years Long: Second Anniversary – Rome

It’s almost my third wedding anniversary and due to complications on the flat, I had hoped to spend a long weekend with my husband romantically painting our property. I know, right? But then nothing was really going to live up to our first and second. At about this time last year, we went to Rome

In just two and two bit days, I saw everything I wanted to see and bless the Husband, he went around it all with me. Day one was the colosseum, a few Piazzas, A few churches, Spanish Steps and Villa Borghese. Day two was the Vatican, a few more Piazzas (including revisiting Navona as it is a-mazing), some more churches and the river. Part day three (only the morning), a final church and a hidden obelisk I had no plans on seeing (I love obelisks).

I’ve tried to go for some of my more random images – especially of the colosseum – because everyone’s seen the stock images of Rome, right? Sigh, no amazing places for the third anniversary though, just a building site!

I usually take a handy Top Ten book on my holidays. For my second anniversary to Rome, I couldn’t find one and had to use a Frommer’s Day by Day. It did the same trick. I highly recommend either range of books for anyone travelling. They are both equally as fantastic at guiding you to the places you want to see once in country (I have never got lost once), they’re pocket friendly, have amazing maps and are really handy for using before travelling. I’ve never followed one of the actual routes in either range, but I have adapted them based on the book’s recommendations.

I love these handy books so much, I even bought an AA City Pack Guide simply because it was in a charity shop. It appears I’ll be booking a holiday to Vienna at some point! Maybe the 4th anniversary,

~ Persephone M

Honeymoon: Egypt

As a celebration of my favourite month – here are some pictures from the first part of my honeymoon the other year – Egypt. And I mean real Egypt, not the all inclusive beaches.

I found Egypt fascinating and absolutely amazing. It was a week’s trip down the nile from Luxor, down to the Aswan Dam and back to Luxor. Sights along the way include: Temple of Karnak, Abu Simbel, Esna, Temple of Edfu, Philae Temple (dedicated to Isis) and my favourite – Hatshepsut’s Temple.

It’s the magnificent vastness of what they built, the detail in the carvings, the colours that still exist after all these years, the height and width, the intracacies, the alignments. It’s the fact that it’s all still so revered by the world, that the entire Abu Simbel complex was moved part by part and reassembled so it couldn’t be flooded and still be in the right alignment with the sun! Nothing compares to what I saw.

I also visited the Valley of the Kings and Queens. It was a fantastic honeymoon: Seven days and six early starts. I might be the only person who can persuade her new husband that a honeymoon chock full of tiring excursions is the way to go, but it’s a honeymoon neither of us has forgotten yet.

And it’s the only place I want to revisit. Especially with my SLR camera.

~ Persephone M.

Memories of Last Year and to Make this Year

I booked my early summer holiday last weekend. After spending the week after Christmas trawling through my holiday guides, buying a few more and picking up brochures, I set my mind on Crete. I then decided on something a little different for my Monday Memories category because there’s not much about my recent travels (or older travels) on here.

Apparently I went to Crete when I was very little – far too little to remember, although we do have photos of me on a wind-surfer with some man. Don’t ask!

It’s quite exciting really – I’ll be able to cross off another of my Greek Island list and some more ancient Greek sites. For my honeymoon, my husband and I went to Egypt and Athens for all the sites. After the amazing Athens, last year I picked Rhodes and I was so impressed.

Rhodes old town is a Medieval town dating back to the Knights of St John and is technically too “late” for the time periods I love, but whilst there I was stunned and fell in love. People still live in the tiny homes built originally hundreds of years ago with the thinnest “roads” I have ever seen. It’s mainly all cobbled and the rows of buildings are strengthened by arches across the roads. It’s a fantastic thing to see, made even more crazy looking by the lack of cars aside from some very custom built ones.

Street of the Knights in Rhodes Old Town

The moat is dry, but there are still bridges and gates leading into the town and it’s not hard to imagine it in its heyday – a true fortified city. I was lucky enough to have two afternoons free time to wander around and only got caught in a bit of rain once! There are some older sites hiding in there, too, but most of it in the main town got built over and people still live there so they can’t go excavating. The museums were a bit of a let down, but were a distraction from the rain.

One of the bridges and gates into the city - possibly St John's

Before we went out there, I had already booked an afternoon and evening trip to Rhodes Old Town and a morning trip to Lindos to satisfy my “ancient” needs. Lindos is this amazingly tall little town, which at the bottom has windy little thin blocks of shops and homes again. Similar to Rhodes Town, it’s very odd walking around it in these narrow little lanes which to the inhabitants are main streets. It was a lot like little market areas here, but their town!

The overview of Lindos village from the acropolis 125m above it. It was among one of the most sacred sites in the ancient world.

Part of Lindos is from the Knights era, including the steps up it. I have to admit that I don’t mind being up high, but I don’t really like getting up there and walking the sometimes smooth steps with no railings and only a stumble away was a bit scary. Eventually you get up to the top and through the more “modern” areas to find yourself at the top and presented with the acropolis. It was that stuff that I went for!

Just some of the stairs leading up to the acropolis at Lindos

We went in April, over Easter, and so the weather wasn’t amazing – rain and cloud on and off. But, what this also meant was barely anyone there so photos of popular sites with no one else in and not having to struggle with the high summer temperatures and trying to climb to the top of anything. The pool was a bit chilly, but I was happy to sit and read after I got my trips sorted out.

This temple ruin is from the the third century BC and is just outside of Rhodes main town.

The other amazing thing about it being Easter was how the Christian people there celebrate it. We didn’t get to see any of the Good Friday or Easter Sunday processions, but on the second day in Rhodes Town, we were greeted by palm leaves strewn across the archways and fantastic paintings on them.

Just one of the images used with palm leaves.

Unfortunately for my husband, the hotel had a second trip that we didn’t know about until we got there which did the other coast of the island. Now, this took me to Kameiros which I had read about and was determined to see. It was a trek of a day, travelling between many many little towns (which really showed how the inhabitants really live) up and down into hills (didn’t help my headache), but I loved it. I consider myself quite fit, but walking to the top of that hill so I could look down on the remains of the ancient city, did take the puff out of my lungs!

Ancient Kameiros was possibly destroyed by a large earthquake in 142BC

I loved so much about the island of Rhodes – the view from my balcony of the sea beating down on rocks, the little walk to a rocky outcrop for some “rock-climbing”, to the ancient and slightly newer sites, the food and the quietness of being off season. I’m so glad that I’d already set my heart on visiting more Greek islands and my fingers are crossed that Crete can live up to the memories of Rhodes.

The lowest point on the Western coast - Monolithos and a sheer drop!

I’ll be in another all inclusive hotel, just outside of a little town which apparently has a nice harbour (Rhodes Town harbour) where I can perhaps try and eat an authentic little Greek meal because AI isn’t always that great. I don’t need a beach that’s swimmable, but one that has character and something unique about it – picturesque – is important. Funky chairs in the bar area is always fun and the sites of Knossos, Phaestos and Gortys could easily rival Lindos and Kameiros. Lastly, Crete has some of the best flora and fauna, I’ve read, so maybe I’ll even persuade the husband to come walk a gorge with me. What’s even better is this year I’ve opted for May – trying to balance the quiet of April with a bit more of the sun from July/August.

Less than four months to go!

~ Persephone M

Stars in the Bright Sky

From the late 1800s, this is one of my favourite Christmas hymns – I can remember singing it outside my bedroom when I was little and getting tears in my eyes because I thought it was so sad! The image is simply of the night sky from a few weeks ago. I used my normal SLR and a long exposure, pointing the camera straight up. Only 2 or 3 of the stars can normally be seen by the naked eye.

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head 
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing the poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus look down from the sky
And stay by my side, ’til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care
And take us to heaven To live with Thee there

 

Merry Christmas,

~ Persephone M