Waterden, All Saints: Silence Within
During what was a, 'warm hug of a day', we decided to finish our excursion with a trip to Waterden, All Saints , near Walsingham. Through the deep lanes of this sacred landscape we wended our way. We discussed the value of journeying together; travelling alongside others with whom you are comfortable is a fine thing to do. Journeying towards a special place with a well-trod path leading a short way towards some verdant trees is a fine thing to do. Upon arrival, the humble, squat church of Waterden reveals itself within a glade of a graveyard. Anticipation, as we open the solid ancient oak door that looks like a slab of burnt toffee. Inside, the simplest of interiors: honey-coloured box pews and rough-hewn roof timbers. Walls white, washed with sunlight - there is a serenity within. We journeyed here with a purpose. We had resolved to sit together for half-an-hour in silence and Waterden felt like the perfect place to experience this. I had brought my singing bowl in order to...
