Saturday, March 11, 2017

Hands of History


Ever since I was a very young child I have been attracted to people's hands. I recall watching my father's hands whenever he would describe something. His fingers, long and lithe, were weathered from years of hard work, yet the fingernails were perfectly oval and smooth, like polished pebbles on the beach at Dingle bay.

I loved my mother's hands, the way she would articulate her fingers when she was speaking, the way her hands held parcels, or folded linens.

As I age, my hands are beginning to resemble those of my mother, so much so that sometimes I 'see' my mother in the movements of my hands, when I open a door or pat someone on the shoulder. In a strange way it is as though a part of her is with me.

On the hands of the very old, their skin is often loose and wrinkly, and it has a sort of translucence to it so that you can see the blues and reds of the veins and capillaries making their way ever closer to the surface. The fingers of old hands may be slightly crooked from arthritis or injury, but for me they represent history. I imagine the work those hands have done, the documents they have signed, perhaps to defy a colonizer and found a country, or more simply to sign a note, witness a marriage, or buy a home. Whose hands have they held tight?

Whenever I look at photographs I look at the hands of the individuals in them and think about what those hands mean.

The image on the right is clipped from a larger photograph of my maternal grandparents and their sons. In it my maternal grandmother, Mary Fitzpatrick Ball, is holding her youngest child Tom, her hands are drawn together, supporting him on her lap. A few short months after this photo was taken Tom was dead and those hands wrapped him in swaddling clothes for burial.

Hands connect us and draw us together. Hands protect us, and sometimes push us apart. When you are first introduced to someone you can tell so much just by looking at their hands. On an elderly person they are usually weathered and aged, marked by the daily living of a long life, while on an infant they are smooth, soft and unblemished, so full of possibility.

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Tuesday, February 14, 2017

St. Valentine in Dublin

Happy St. Valentine's Day! 

The Shrine of St. Valentine,
Our Lady of Mount Carmel Whitefriar Street Church,
Aungier Street, Dublin.
Ah yes, it is time to once again celebrate the love in your life on the feast day of the martyr Valentine. Saint Valentine is widely known as the patron saint of love and lovers, engaged and happily married couples, and he is also, oddly enough, the patron saint of beekeepers. It is said that Valentine is the patron saint of love because he was executed for continuing to bless marriages at a time when Christianity was outlawed.

Dublin, Ireland, has a special association with the patron saint of love because the church of Our Lady of Mount Carmel — popularly known as Whitefriar Street Church — has a shrine in honour of St. Valentine which holds a reliquary bearing some of his remains.

So, how did Saint Valentine end up in Ireland?

In 1835, Father John Spratt, an Irish Carmelite priest, visited Rome. Father Spratt was not only responsible for the building of Our Lady of Mount Carmel at Whitefriar Street in Dublin — on the site of a 13th century Carmelite Monastery — but over time he had become internationally renowned for his preaching skills and for his work with the poor and indigent in the Liberties area of Dublin.

While in Rome Father Spratt was asked to deliver the homily at The Church of the Gesù, the famous Jesuit church in Rome. He so impressed the elite of the Catholic Church that as a token of their esteem Pope Gregory XVI presented Father Spratt with a reliquary containing some of the remains of St. Valentine.

On 10 November 1836, the St. Valentine’s reliquary arrived in Dublin. Following a solemn procession to Whitefriar Street Church, it was received by the Most Reverend Daniel Murray, Archbishop of Dublin.

After the death of Father Spratt in May of 1871, the reliquary was stored away and it was not until the church underwent a major renovation in the mid-20th century that the reliquary was installed under the altar of the shrine which had been constructed in the church to honour St. Valentine.

The reliquary that holds the saint's remains.
Notice the book on the altar in which you may write requests for blessings from St. Valentine.
Saint Valentine is most often depicted in the colour red, as he is here in the shrine. Red roses are associated with Valentine, as is the crocus flower. On his statue at Whitefriar church, Valentine holds a crocus in his hands. The crocus flower is said to represent cheerfulness and gladness, and also love. There is a long held belief that if the petals of a crocus are laid on the matrimonial bed after the wedding ceremony, the couple will be blessed with a long and happy marriage.

Today, this Shrine of Saint Valentine is visited throughout the year by couples who come to pray that the saint might bless their relationship with long lasting love. The shrine is also the site for the Blessings of Rings ceremony for those about to be married. On any given day when you visit the shrine you will find a book atop the altar cloth into which you might write requests to Saint Valentine to bless you with much love in your life.


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