Sunday, October 26, 2014

Well, I thought I thought I might chance to find a ‘jumping off point’ that worked for me here, at the Cathedral. I was looking for the original of the Canterbury Cross and some context for it.  I found it at the City of Canterbury Museum.  And I found some time for quiet reflection at St Dunstan’s, imagining Henry II’s penance for causing the murder of Thomas Beckett over at the Cathedral.  And St. Thomas More’s head is here.  Evidence, in a way, of things said to have happened.  And then I was on my way.  After a  time of pensive inertia, a time of bent-kneed momentum. I sense movement that might lead, might,  to an obscure spring meadow of the green man, with a statue of marble and gold.  A vale of truth and discovery, no doubt.  But it's the journey, not the destination, that dazzles one! But you can properly enjoy it there I'm sure....

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