Thursday, May 12, 2011

even after a week...

... I still have nightly dreams of Rome. It's like my poor visually starved brain is trying to process all that beauty and wonder.

5 comments:

Mark Scott Abeln said...

I find myself overwhelmed when I'm in a visually rich environment, especially if I don't have the time to pause and drink it in.

I think that is one reason why I got into photography; I have to slow down and look while I take the pictures, and I also can look at things again at my leisure.

I never dream about that sort of thing, though.

ben said...

I wish I could go back and just soak it in. I'd like to spend more time in the Gesu or St John Lateran, maybe take in a Mass. Unfortunately, with the siesta plan, we didn't get a chance to just hang out in many of the churches.

+JMJ+ said...

ditto

Katie said...

I had the same experience when I went to Germany. I simply couldn't process everything while it was happening. Only when I sat down and started looking through pictures with my family did I realize what spectacular things I'd seen and done. It all moved so fast! That was five years ago and I still have dreams about it. It was the trip of a lifetime.

Christopher Lake said...

It's a strange experience sometimes, being Catholic and living in an essentially Protestant country (America). Much of the U.S. just lacks the sacramental mindset, and the de-sacramentalized, beauty-fearing mindset is so much a part of life here that we may not even realize just how much until we travel overseas. Once we do realize it though, in my experience, it is, indeed, hard to make the adjustment back to "American life." Actually, I have never even been overseas, but I'm an avid lover of foreign films, and even as a Godless pagan in my early years of college, when I saw the French film, "Red," I knew that I was coming into contact with a sensibility much deeper, and more beautiful, than my own (at the time). Now, I know that that sensibility was, and is, the Catholic, sacramental mindset. I wish that I were surrounded by it, in daily life (other than at Mass, Adoration, and my immersion in Catholic books). Maybe one day, I'll finally pack up and go to live in Spain or even move to the Philippines. The Philippines has certain serious governmental/political issues (as if we don't, here in America!) but the people are Catholic through and through....