We'd be there for the feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel and also take in the feast days of St Martha and St Mary Magdalene. The fishermen on the coast have a big devotion to Our Lady of Mount Carmel. Her statue can be seen being taken for a boat ride and a stroll along the prom at many of the coastal towns. It seems strange that the vision of a medieval English friar has left such a massive mark on people so very removed from the time and the place of St Simon Stock.
The fishermen want her protection. Most of the fishermen I have seen take part in these processions are hard looking men whose eyes are red and narrow from too much salt. There is great devotion and reverence, even in the brashest holiday destinations. The photos here are taken from other sites, I still don't use a digital camera and I dislike scanners, if anyone recognises one of their picture and wants credit or wants me to take them down, I will do so. There were no credits attached.
Though I've mentioned before that I often struggle to feel Our Lady in my life, I never tire of looking at Our Lady of Mount Carmel. The Virgen del Carmen watches me from above my desk. She is of the earth, she is dressed in brown, she is a direct link back to the Prophets, she is veiled, yet she wears a crown and she and her Son together offer us the scapular (such powerful battle dress for those that take up the devotion).
I am the mother of fair love, and of fear, and of knowledge, and of holy hope. Ecclesiasticus 24- from the Mass of the Feast
This is my last week in my current place of work. I really don't want to be there after all that has happened, I'm ready to go. DH still has to find permanent work, we still have to sell this house, these are not good times! I've never been one for believing in "better times around the corner", we have to live in the present, but it is all rather uncertain and tiresome at the moment.