I’d hoped to visit Walshingham over 20 years ago — but the weather on May 15, 2014 could not have been more perfect. So, worth the wait.
You have to mind your step, especially if from America.
The courtyard within the current Shrine complex.
Fr Hope Patton (you’ll have to read about it, really) was the main agent of re-establishing Walsingham as a place of pilgrimage.
The current version of the Shrine of Our Lady of Walsingham.
An altarpiece of The Annunciation — with stones embedded in the wall from the ruins of Abbeys and Religious Houses destroyed under Henry VIII.
The well at the shrine, which was not open during my brief visit.
Now I’m off … on foot! The 3 mile round trip to the Slipper Chapel. At least, forgive me ancient pilgrims, my feet are shod.
Franciscan ruins on the way.
Lovely day, I’ll let the images speak for themselves …
:O
After a brisk hike on a warm day (cassock and all!) I was able to slip into the Slipper Chapel to pray for parishioners, family, friends and enemies – living and dead.
This is the presentation of OLW that I’m accustomed to.
In the adjoining Holy Spirit Chapel … Not to sure about that image. Scary.
Looking back at the Slipper Chapel, heading back toward Walsingham …
Couldn’t resist.
Hi, Mom!
Stop it. Act your age.
In the distance, the Orthodox Church of St Seraphim in Walsingham.
A very peaceful little church.
The shrine in St Seraphim Orthodox Church.
On the west wall, an image of St David of Wales.
Finally, hopped a taxi back to my B&B in Wells-next-the-Sea.
So long for now. Off to a monastery for a good bit. Your prayers!