Category: Florence

Visit to San Marco in Florence...again

3/21/2024

I'm here again in Florence, this time with my daughter. We are on our own every morning, meet for lunch at our rental apartment, and adventure out together in the afternoon, followed by dinner.

Tuesday, our first full day, I went the Convent of San Marco, to check out the monks cells and Fra Angelico's frescoes that adorn each one. I took some pictures but not as many as usual. You'll notice that they are pictures of Jesus' earthly life; events for lectio divina, events to pray on.

Walking up the stairs to the cells is always an awesome experience because at the top is the Annunciation by Fra Angelico, which for me just may be my favorite work of Renaissance Art, which of course is my favorite period of art. This time I stood for ten or so minutes and watched the people come and go, Two men stayed gazing on the landing with me. Many went to the top and looked, some for a short time, others for longer.

Fra Angelico and the Covent of San Marco

3/28/2023

If I had only one morning in this city, I would chose to visit the monk's cells with frescoes by Fra Angelico (and the room with his magnificent alters he painted) at the Convent of San Marco. Without a doubt this continues to be my favorite place to visit in Florence.. Here are the photos I took this time. I couldn't resist. snapping away even though I have an archive full of pictures from past visits.
This time, however, I didn't snap even one of the many crucifixes that adorn many of the cells. It is Lent, and the crucifixion will be coming; but it hasn't happened yet. For now I am focused on the human Jesus, the Jesus who lived among the people, who taught by words and examples.

Morning prayer at the Duomo

3/22/2023

I'm here in Florence. This is my second full day. I am grateful, once again, for an easy flight and now my cozy apartment and sunny skies. From the bottom of my heart I know this is God grace. I do my part, planning and staying attentive, but I know that I am in God's hands, and for that I am very grateful.
This morning, as I often do, I went to the side entrance of the Duomo, which is open for private prayer or for those attending Mass. Today, however, a large crowd of camera people and security guards surrounded the entrance. And there in their midst was a young man, sporting a very chic coat and holding a Gucci briefcase, solemnly walking a short distance among pigeons. Every so often someone would rush up to him to fix his hair or whatever, and then the man would go back to the start and make walk again.
I slipped into church and when I came out they were still at it.

Florence--amazing Grace

3/18/2023

I’m flying to Florence tomorrow, returning the 30th. Same wonderful plan: walking around with God, sitting with God in churches, drinking cappuccino, writing, visiting museums, eating the best food ever. It all fills me with delightful anticipation, appreciation of the moment, and deep gratitude. The rhythm of the early morning-- a walk before dawn, a pause for that first savory cappuccino, more walking as the light hits the Arno, a stop in a favorite church, time at a café where I will enjoy another coffee and a brioche as I write. All of that brings me to 9AM; the day has just begun.
I have no rational understanding of why this beautiful routine has been offered to me. But I do know that the offering is not of my own doing. It is God's grace and I do my best to use it well and to offer it back to the world.

Last day in Florence walking around with God

10/8/2022

Here are some pictures of my last day walking around with God in Florence. Yes, I actually spent a good amount of time doing just that, emptying my mind of chatter and judgments, praying with my mind in my heart.
   Just walking the streets I notice important changes since earlier visits. Literally, almost everyone is younger me, most of younger generations. I don’t understand the new ways! I can’t understand them! I don’t want to.
   So what is my purpose? To walk around with God and pray for peace and love to lead these present and future generation.

   On our walk, God and I stopped by some of our favorite churches. Some we entered, some we just passed by, all with gratitude.

Serving God in the heart of Florence

9/23/2022

Once again I return to my favorite prayer church, La Badia Fiorentina. Their brochure tells us: ”The Monastic Communities of Jerusalem have the mission to live in the heart of the city in the heart of God.” Every morning this community of monks and nuns worships God in song and then goes out into the city, responding to Matthew 25.
As a reminder of this mission, every time I enter the church I pass by this sculpture.

Praying in Florence

3/24/2022

Why do we become stuck in the belief that prayer happens best when we are in a church, or when we sit down in some pious way in some quiet spot? Thankfully I’m moving away from those ideas as the only or best prayer ways.
Yes, I have some favorite player churches here in Florence, but the entire city is becoming a favorite prayer landscape. In the parks I can be thankful for God’s creation. Every person I pass along the Arno can receive God’s love through me. My prayers for Ukraine feel pure and hopeful, as a walk along with God and God walks along with me. Try it!

Annunciation in picture and message

12/11/2021

Below is today’s post on www.acottagebythesea.net. Put here I want to talk about the different poses and expression that the artists have given Mary when she is told she will be the god-bearer. As I consider God’s call to me, at various times I resonate with each Mary. I can receive God’s call with joy, acceptance, and willingness, but also with fear, reluctance, and denial. My stance can be confident, privileged, and powerful, but also meek, common, and humble.

Every time I come to Florence I get fixated on the paintings and frescoes of Annunciation . Just when I think I have snapped every depiction of Mary and Angel Gabriel, a new one appears. Yesterday, it was at the Academia. Most of us go there to see Michelangelo’s David, but I also love to climb to the first floor to absorb the paintings of the Florentine School 1370-1430, which include Late Gothic and Early Renaissance works. Most have been restored to the vibrant colors that were a landmark of the shops (bottega) where the artists and apprentices worked to create these magnificent altar pieces.
Wealthy patrons made sure that their own portrait joined the adoration of the magi or was present somewhere in the picture, tympanum, or predella. They were eager to do what they could do gain a place in heaven and to gain favor with the powerful in the city.

Walking around Florence with God

9/29/2021

I’m in Italy, ten nights in Florence, three in Rome. I tell people that I’m here walking around with God. And, that is true, although I also like walking around to find good restaurants, and of course I walk around museums, churches, and parks.
   I’m writing this in the Gardino delle Scuderie Reali, adjacent to the Boboli Gardens. A grandmother is enjoying two grandchildren; a group of students is having class; two people are walking hand in hand; a woman is sitting on a bench texting. Life is happening in Italy.
   What does this have to do with walking around with God? Well, it implies that God is with me, which means I am bringing God to these people who happen to be here this afternoon. Of course God is with them, but in case they don’t know it, I’m sending his presence to them through the Holy Spirit.
   If that sounds mysterious, well it is! Don’t try to figure it out. Instead, go somewhere nearby and send out love and peace to whoever is there. You will feel loving and peaceful, which a good thing for you, and it will become less mysterious. In believing that you are making a difference to them, you will grace. God’s grace is there for the asking. That’s the way it works.

The annunciation is still going on

12/17/2020

Filippino Lippi

Paintings of the Annunciation are my favorites. In Florence, there is one at every turn.
    What’s going on here with Mary? In some painting she seems to be saying---wait a minute, not me; not now, not yet. In others she seems to acquiesce, sometimes reluctantly, other times with joy. Whatever we might be feeling about God’s call, we can find a companion in Mary.
    We might not like the what God is calling us to do or be, but too bad; God will persist; God will win.
    If we don’t want to believe God is calling us, we might as well let that go, too. God is calling us whether we know it or not, whether we like it or not. As Christians, that what we’ve signed up for.
   But fear not, all will be well. It won’t be easy or without suffering, but we will be redeemed. Like Mary, we will might as well say, “Here I am, the servant of the Lord; let it be me according to your word.” (Luke 1:38).