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In the Middle Ages, Walsingham – ‘England’s Nazareth’ was a Marian shrine of a size which rivalled Compostella. It owed its origin to Richeldis de Faverches the Saxon wife of a Norman lord. Richeldis had a deep faith in God and devotion to the Blessed Virgin, and was well known for her good works.
In 1061, Richeldis was privileged to have a vision of the Blessed Virgin. She was transported, in her vision, to Nazareth and saw the holy house where the Holy Family lived. Our Lady made it clear she wanted it rebuilt in England’s green and pleasant land:
“Do all this unto my special praise and honour. And all who are distressed or in need, let them seek me here in that little house you have made me in Walsingham. To all that seek me there I will give my help. And there at Walsingham in this little house shall be held in remembrance the great joy of my salutation when Saint Gabriel told me that through humility, I should become the Mother of the Son of God.”
Legend has it that when the masons attempted to build the house, the ground would not yield to their spades, but that in the morning the angels had built it – as she intended.
Skilled craftsmen were commissioned to carve a statue of Our Lady. Our Lady was enthroned on the Throne of Wisdom and crowned as the Queen of Heaven and Earth. She herself was a throne for the Christ-Child, Who was represented holding out the Gospels to the world. Her right hand pointed to Him, and He extended His arm in a double gesture of blessing and protection of His Mother. Each part of the statue was rich in symbolism, such as the seven rings on the throne standing for the Seven Sacraments, which Henry VIII defended centuries later, and the flowering lily-sceptre which she held in her right hand. It symbolised her Perpetual Virginity, and, in the teachings of the Cistercian saint, Bernard of Clairvaux, that She is the Flower of the Rod of Jesse. Miracles of healing were performed there from the start.
Every English King from Richard I to Henry VIII visited the great Shrine which grew there. In 1340 a final pilgrim chapel was built – the Slipper Chapel – so called because it was where pilgrims would remove their shoes and walk the last miles barefoot. It is dedicated to St. Catherine of Alexandria. Today it is the only part of the original shrine intact – and is the Catholic part of the modern shrine.
The rest of it was destroyed as part of one of the greatest acts of vandalism of the sixteenth century. In 1538 Henry VIII sent soldiers to dispossess the Augustinian Canons of Walsingham. Those who resisted were murdered on what is now called ‘Mary’s field’. The Shrine ands its buildings were gutted, the great statue of Our Lady destroyed. Sir Philip Howard’s lines from ‘The wrecks of Walsingham’ say it best:
Weep, weep, O Walsingham Whose days are nights, Blessings turned to blasphemies, Holy deeds to despites. Sin is where Our Lady sat, Heaven turned into hell, Satan sits where Our Lord did sway, Walsingham, oh farewell! In the late nineteenth century the Shrine was reestablished – it is thence that I am now bound – and I shall light candles for you all. May Our Lady bless my journey and give me good speed and a safe return.
Good Luck on your journey. May the BVM be at your side with Her Divine Son
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my apologies ist… is becs. LOL
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Becs – how kind of you, and how lovely to have you here; please be a frequent visitor. A good and spiritually nourishing day – your prayers helped sustain me. Forgive this brief answer, but I am very tired. Not so much so as to forget my manners – thank you 🙂 xx
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I’ve been a priest associate of Walsingham for many years. and used to visit the shrine when I was a curate in London.
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How nice of you to wish me well – and how good to have been somwhere precious to you. Forgive this brief reply – but I could not retire without thanking you 🙂 xx
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Looking forward to this! Hope all is going well.
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It went so well, my dear, so well – and so sustained by prayers. Will post briefly before bed, but wanted to say I am fine and hope you are xx 🙂
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Thanks! I am glad to hear it went well and I look forward to your post.
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It really did :). Don’t know how your do it, dear CNG, and admire you more and more. Quick one coming up, then bed for this pilgrim 🙂 x
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I am glad it went well, and thank you. I admire you as well, and am learning a lot from you. I think we may have opposite types of spirits (in a good way), but I am learning from that, which is a very positive thing. I could be wrong, but it seems that way. And do not worry, it comes with years of experience (solo travel). I went to boarding school in High School and begged to be sent home – it was not always easy for me either to travel alone. God bless! 🙂
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Yes, I have a lovely sense of that. It is nice to be in the same blogosphere with you 🙂 x
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You as well. And if you need any solo travel advice, let me know. Even for people who have travel in their blood, it can have its hard times. After all these years, I know a lot of ins and outs. 🙂
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I’ll bet.I find the oddest thing is the way some people look at you when you go into a restaurant or cafe by yourself – that and my poor section of music for long journeys 🙂 this pilgrim is off to Bedfordshire 🙂
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I used to think that too about eating alone. I think though that most people understand that there are people who travel.
What I do is to take control of the situation. I make sure to ask that they sit me somewhere private and quiet, such as in a corner in the back. There is nothing worse than being plopped down right in the middle of a crowded place all alone!
If you bring a travel guide, a map, and a journal and pen, you can tune it all out easily. I put the travel guide and map on the table in a spot where it is not tacky, and that way people know you are traveling.
Then I use that during the mean to keep myself busy – looking up sites, jotting down notes in my journal, checking the map.
It keeps me busy and I do not feel strange sitting there alone, and it cues other people in that I have a reason to be alone – I am traveling. 🙂
Eventually I got used to it, and even enjoy it.
God bless you!
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Those are lovely tips – and I shall adopt them – might even save me from indigestion 🙂
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If I am saving people from that, does that mean I get a commission? 😉
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It ought to – it certainly got you your own candle at Walsingham 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂 I like your idea, and if you are not offended I followed suit and lit a candle for you and everyone at church this morning.
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Far from it, I am delighted. It is one important act of love we can do for others, and I know from my own experience that it helps x 🙂
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🙂
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I think that is because people expect women to have four legs, four arms and two heads and one of those heads is nodding while saying, “you are right, of course. yes of course” depending of our view, the sex of the head nodding up and down could be male or female.
The description of Walsingham, is beautiful, here we have a pilgrimage to our Lady at St. Dobrotiva-Zajecov. Built after a vision by the local lord 700 years ago. The King Vaclav II came on foot with his wife Alizabeth and knocked at the door dressed in sackcloth and asked the priest only for a cup of water. The communists made good use of it by making it in to a prison camp for political prisoners, the monk’s cells were perfect only needing steel doors.
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Thank you, Tom, and for sharing that story. Stalin once asked, mockingly, how many divisions the Pope has – well, he is where he is now, and the Catholic Church still proceeds on bringing God’s truth to the world.
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