I did not have a religious or overtly spiritual upbringing, and I am grateful to my family for not forcing any beliefs on me, but it seems quite funny now looking back on my first childly interpretations of religion, not really having a clue what any of it meant inwardly.
It’s not often I find anything worth watching on telly, and even less often I find anything truly inspiring, but the Beeb have come up trumps for the last 3 weeks with a series called The Big Silence. Benedictine Monk, Father Christopher Jamison, believed he could teach 5 so-called ordinary people the value of silent more »
Alleluia: Qui timent Dominum “He healeth those that are broken in heart: and bindeth up their wounds.” This line shines from the page handed to me at the entrance of King’s College Chapel, part of a sung mass I am about to hear.
I watched an illumining and interesting film last week. Into Great Silence is surely one of the bravest films ever made. Almost three hours long, no script, no score, no commentary. I was compelled to see such a daring feat of minimalism. Over 20 years before the film’s release, German director Philip Groening applied for more »