I’ve been travelling for two days to arrive at the start of the journey! Pilgrimage is like this. So many invisible steps and hurdles to overcome, just to show up. […]
Our day had begun at Tel Dan, where the Jordan river headsprings rush and tumble. It’s a lush, leafy tangle of fig and laurel trees, ferns, and shining wet stones. We walk through them, smelling the freshness. A mini-theatre reveals itself in the forest.
Across the wind and waves of the morning a flute plays, dancing notes flying to the sky. Music floats from Herod’s harbour in Caesarea Maritima to the uttermost parts of
Anne, we will go to the Church of St. Anne, mother of Mary (grandmother of Jesus.) It’s at the foot of the Mount of Olives, right beside the Pool of