Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Searching for Angels in Rome ~ Sant' Andrea delle Fratte


Angel by Gian Lorenzo Bernini


On this trip, I was on a mission to see Bernini's angels. The church, where the two reside, Sant'Andrea delle Fratte, was only a short walk from where I was staying. But, after stopping by 3 or 4 times, and not being able to get in, I wondered if it was going to happen. It seemed to be closed later in the day but earlier in the day, a mass was always going on. (There was sign next to the door saying something like "no touring during mass," and I didn't wan't to go barreling in!)

At one point, I peaked my head in the door. It was almost silent, so I slipped in. There were quite a few people in front of a Mary altar, which turned out to be La Madonna del Miracolo chapel. Then, I saw a priest stand before the group, so figured I'd slide out the side door, and I wound up out in the cloister.

Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
~Thomas Carlyle

Perfect music for the feeling of the cloister, so please press play! ;)

What you can't see in the pictures, is that it was raining...

 


I was alone in this lovely courtyard with beautiful little frescos up in the arcades, that tell of the life of San Francesco di Paola.There was no one there but me, the sound of the rain, and what sounded like, hundreds of birds, singing in the trees. The sound was incredible.



It felt like I had found my own private little sanctuary, in the middle of a busy bustling neighborhood.


Every blade of grass has its angel
that bends over it and whispers,
"Grow."
~The Talmud



We are each of us angels with only one wing,
and we can only fly 
by embracing one another.
~Luciano de Crescenzo




17th Century Lunette Frescoes of the life and miracles of St. Francis di Paola by artists Francesco Cozza and Antonio Gherardi





Angels descending, bring from above,
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
~Fanny J. Crosby 



Do not forget to entertain strangers,
for by so doing 
some people have entertained angels without knowing it.
Bible, Hebrews 13:2


Orange trees in the lush garden ...



After some time, I finally saw one other person pass silently down the arcade ...



After enjoying the peace, taking some photos and walking around for a while, I went back around to the front of the church, Sant' Andrea delle Fratte, and saw a few people leaving out the main entrance.

Finally, I did the smart thing and asked someone who was exiting the church (and that looked like they would know the drill!) "Mi scusi! Quando ... um, When can I go in?" 
The nun replied, "Now! Right now is a good time, go in!"


The Church of Sant'Andrea delle Fratte is a 17th century basilica, dedicated to Saint Andrew. No surprise, the current 17th Century Baroque church was built over another church that dated back to 1192. 

Gaspare Guerra started up the "new" design in 1604, and after a few years of work on it ... and then after big delays (50 years), Borromini revamped it in 1653, and after his death it was continued and pretty much completed by Mattia De Rossi. Although, the Façade wasn't completed until 1826!

To the left and right of main altar ... Bernini's angels ...


Angels have no philosophy but love.
~Terri Guillemets 


Angel with the Scroll by Gian Lorenzo Bernini



The angel to the right of the altar, (above) seemed so serene and graceful ... and magnificent. Both angels carry symbols of the Passion, this one holding the titulus (the scroll) and the other angel holds the crown of thorns.

The one on the left, Angel with the Crown of Thorns (seen below) ... He looks annoyed, right? ... like maybe he'd rather be at his original location on the Ponte San't Angelo (bridge.) 

There is a copy to replace him, on the bridge, while these two Bernini's are safe and sound in the church. The angels were donated by the Bernini family, forty-nine years after his death, in 1729. (Apparently, they lived in the neighborhood.) 

Angel with the Crown of Thorns by Gian Lorenzo Bernini


Anyway, am I right about his expression? He looks like a teenager having to go to a family reunion. 


Feeding of the Five Thousand by Pasquale Marini



Make yourself familiar with angels 
and behold them frequently in spirit;
for without being seen,
they are present with you.
~St. Francis De Sales

Saint Francis of Paola by Paris Nogari 
Stuccoed angels by Giovanni Battista Maini
Chapel was designed by Filippo Barigioni



I fell in love with the painting, below, of Saint Joseph and the baby Jesus. It's so tender, and expresses such love in the face of Joseph, and in the glow of angels surrounding the babe. 

On my trip, it was now December 1st and Christmas a mere 3 weeks away. It seemed somehow perfect to see this painting, on that day, as if to mark the beginning of my Christmas season ... in a beautifully, sweet way.

I ran back to the little postcard stand so I could take a little version of it with me. 
The nun at the desk smiled at me, "It is beautiful, no?" 
"Yes," I said, "so beautiful."

San Giuseepe e il Bambino (1732) by Francesco Cozza
The small portrait on the altar is St. Teresa of Lisieux


Lighting a candle is a beautiful ritual. It can create a sacred and profound moment. I think there is something in our spiritual DNA ... something that connects us, in a powerful way, to this simple but ancient act, that happens in many religious and spiritual traditions. Maybe we are tapping into our own past, or to the many who have come before us and stood at altars for the hundreds of years, praying for those they loved ... for the things they cared about.

Before going on my way, I lit two candles at the chapel of the Madonna of the Miracle, for my dear friend who'd lost her mother, just before I left on my trip. Somehow, it struck me as the perfect place to light a candle for them ... with Mother Mary.


Cappella del Miracolo by Domenico Bartolini


Love is how you earn your wings.
~Karen Goldman


Another view of my favorite Bernini angel ...


I was happy to have finally seen Bernini's angels, and the wonderful, accidental bonus, of the lovely and peaceful garden. Looking at the photos, I can still hear the rain and sound of the birds, hidden but singing in the trees. Maybe there was a guardian angel gently pushing me out the door and onto the cloister ... a little reminder that peace can be found, in unexpected places.

These things I warmly wish for you:
Someone to love, some work to do,
A bit o' sn, a bit o' cheer,
And a guardian angel always near.
~Irish Blessing

Hope you are having a lovely first week of March!
Blessings and light!


Saturday, March 2, 2013

Favorite Weekends ~ in Southern California!

I'm taking a break from my Italy posts, to share my two favorite weekends this winter! (I know, it doesn't look like winter here!) One of them was when my nieces came to stay, for an over night, at my place in L.A. They were on their winter break from N.Y.U., where they are both in college. 

We had perfect weather for a visit to the Getty Center, as well as an evening walk to an old revival movie houseIt's called New Beverly Cinema,  and dates back to the 1920s. We also made dinner together in my little kitchen and walked to Blu Jam on Melrose for brunch on Sunday morning.

It was fantastic getting to spend time with my smart, funny, creative nieces and being able to do something different, outside of our normal Ojai visits.

The Getty Center







My nieces Rachel and Elizabeth, checking out some very detailed drawings ...





Pretending we were in Florence, in front of a huge photo wall, 
outside of the Italian painting exhibition!
So fun! Thanks ladies for coming to visit!! :)


My other favorite weekend, is when I had my nephew, for the 3 days over Martin Luther King Jr. weekend. We stayed at my sister's place in Ojai. It's always great to hang with my favorite 7 year old and see the world through his eyes.

Benjamin, exploring near my parents house, in Ojai.




On Sunday that weekend, we headed to Santa Barbara. We scored on the weather! It was gorgeous! 

One of the loveliest places up there is the Santa Barbara Museum of Natural History. There are even picnic tables out back, under the oak trees, and a creek that runs through the property. 


Chumash Basket




Ben and I like to come up with funny pictures. This is my favorite!




Ben and I met his sister Elizabeth for a seafood lunch, then headed to the pier ...



There is a small aquarium on the pier, called the Ty Warner Sea Center ...



My nephew, has a big box under his bed that he calls his "museum." It's filled with smaller boxes, containing little collections of sea shells, crystals, geodes, fossils ... his own little natural history museum. 

After touring the aquarium, I asked him if he'd like to pick something out, from one of the gift shops, to add to his collection. 
"Um ... Lulu? I think I'd rather look for something myself, on the beach, instead of buying something."
(Yes, he actually said this! How awesome is that?)
"That's a great idea Ben." 
So, we headed down to the beach and started his hunt.




At one point he had a whole pile of various treasures, but then he found ... the big score.


The strange thing is, we had just seem them in the aquarium, or I'd have never known what it was! 

It's called a mermaid purse. Certain kinds of sharks and skate gestate their eggs and babies in these! They end up attaching to kelp and various things until months later, the baby shark breaks out! How crazy is that?! 

I'd never seen one until that very day ... right after looking at them on display, in a fish tank! In the aquarium, with a light shining behind them, you could see the baby sharks inside them! 

Found this on YouTube to show you, what they looked like in the aquarium!

It was very exciting!



Monday, after Ben and I watched the oath of office, we headed to Martin Luther King Day, at Libby Park, downtown. Ben's class sang, "This Little Light of Mine." (You can barely see him, in the middle of the back row, in his plaid shirt.)


I tried to video the song with my phone but at a distance, it was terrible... 
so here's a great bluegrass version! 



Not long after our fun weekend, they had a gallery show at Ben's school, to celebrate founders day.


Each class, at his little school, got up and performed. Ben's second grade class, sang a song that I love.




The song is called, With My Own Two Hands. Here's a video version I found on YouTube with music by Ben Harper and Jack Johnson. So sweet, and beautiful!



My nieces and nephew, at my parents house, before the girls headed back to N.Y.C.


This little light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine, 
I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine
Let it shine 
Let it shine!

Ev'ry where I go
I'm gonna let it shine
Ev'ry where I go
I'm gonna let it shine
Ev'ry where I go
I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine
shine
shine
Let it shine!

~Harry Dixon Loes (1895-1965)
circa 1920

More Italy on the way ...
Blessings and light!
Hope you all have an amazing weekend!