My Parisian Journey: I have seen… Le Notre Dame de Paris

 

In September, David and I returned to Paris for a week of vacation. For this particular trip, we agreed to see Paris in a new way.  As the English novelist, Lawrence Durrell said, one must “travel with the eyes of the spirit wide open, sit quietly and observe and smell and listen for the spirit of the place which is the most important determinant in culture…one should tune in, idly, but with real inward attention”. Therefore, in the style of Hemingway’s vignettes  (1922 Paris), we have shared our reflections and “quiet, inward” observations of this enigmatic city. This is the first in a series.

Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris, France

Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris, France

Notre Dame Cathedral

I have seen a place of worship saved from the ravages of ignorance rebellion, arrogant and wicked in the face of the Crucified One.

A cathedral which took generation after generation of craftsmen to erect in its grandeur

which was nearly destroyed by one lost generation

blinded by bitter rejection of the shadows of religion against the tears of a Heavenly Father.

As the tourists parade around the sacred “thin place” in the heart of Paris,

a handful of the faithful seek to connect with a force greater and more pure than one can conceive or imagine.

A love stretched out from station to station overlooked or misunderstood

by a world loved, but lost by rejecting faith and mystery which

strangely brings all things into focus.

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