Monday mornings with Mary - a world in my house

memories that I carry with me forever ...

the smell of wet rock,

the sound of the rushing waters,

the drops falling from above

the gentleness of the colour that is Lourdes

and then,

the busyness of Paris,

climbing the many steps up the Sacre Couer de Montmartre

the soothing coolness inside

and then as I turn the corner, my heart feels as though
someone opened a stable door,
in front of me the spectacular

gold statue of Mary in

an aura that defies explanation, religion or faith

On the left is the Madonne from the Basilica at Montmartre and on the right
is the Vierge de Paris or Notre Dame de Paris

Remembering the massive Notre Dame Cathedral

with its thronging masses, people walking as though they

are in a shopping mall and my desperation

to have some time alone in a quiet space

to hear her whispers that called me to visit once again

another trip another time

travelling to the top of the hill which is Marseilles

miles away you can see the magnificent statue

of Notre Dame de Marseilles on the spire

of La Basilique Notre-Dame-de-la-Garde

a house of memories

keeping me company

where I work and play

and remember

Another Monday morning with Mary

with Rebecca and friends

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