Resting, Resetting and other Irreverences
The sun turns to shadows over the Agean Sea and it is time to prepare for the reset of body and mind required for the journey home and for being at home. The visits to Read More …
The sun turns to shadows over the Agean Sea and it is time to prepare for the reset of body and mind required for the journey home and for being at home. The visits to Read More …
The ancient angel, Nike, that hovers over the entrance gates to the polis of Ephesus strikes more than a guarded entrance. This is a winged welcome to those who have travelled and earned the rank Read More …
Someone said we should take a balloon ride over the valley in Cappadocia. We did. Neither story, nor picture can capture the inspired juxtapostion of seventy plus balloons and the lunar terraun of the valley Read More …
The hellish terror of a volcanic erruption, with time, created the landforms left by erosion. In the cosmic scheme of things that might be insignificant but in the region of Cappadocia and especially in the Read More …
How one would label events in Ankara is a question of where one begins. I entered this city with a visit to the Mausoleum of Ataturk. This notable example of both modern Turkish architecture (Emil Read More …
The title mosque, the Hagia Sophia was the begining of touring palaces, museums and other places of worship. This building was a Christian church built originally by the emporer Justinian I in the sixth century Read More …
In the images gathered and created around the Vatican Museums there is a subtle irreverence. It is mine. It has roots in my early childhood reformed education. It gathers perspective from those early lessons. My Read More …
There are lines from my childhood that ring with value that increases as I age. That hymn that we sang in church from the old red psalter on Thanksgiving Day reverberates with phrases of gratitude. Read More …
Catching sunset and having learned after a few weeks of watching and waiting to savour the changing flavours of the sky. A daily transition. There a dark cloud. There a ray of sunlight breaking through Read More …
In the courtyard of St Stephens church in Rome the above sign was strung across iron gates. Now I was no migrant seeking assylum, but I was looking for the local 12-step meeting and found Read More …