I have visited Holy Island in preparation for Advent in 2018 and 2016 and was hoping to go again in November 2020. This was not possible due to the Pandemic that took our world by storm causing chaos and death in its wake. So I took time to recall and remember my visits to this quiet little island of calm and blessing as I have prepared for the new Church year with its opening feast of Advent, its joyous feasts of Christmas and Epiphany and its closing feast of Candlemas.

For me, Holy Island is a place that breathes with God through the incoming and outgoing tide that cuts the island off from the mainland twice a day. It is a place that breathes with humanity as visitors pour in and then pour out again as the causeway opens and closes with the tides. It is a place that breathes with worship through the regular daily patterns of worship at St Mary's Anglican Church. It is a place that breathes with nature through the wildlife that visit the Island.

It is a place of beauty, a place of strength, a place of courage, a place of ruggedness and a place where I found peace. Not just any peace but the peace that surpasses all understanding.  

In order to help you gain insight into what I mean you will find attached a PDF document of photographs from previous visits to download along with my reflections from the safety of my own home. I hope you enjoy them.