(A)Musing Monday – through the cobbled streets

I look down at these cobbled pathways and with each step I take, I’m in awe. Hundreds of thousands of footsteps have fallen upon these stones… but in the early morning there are just mine, the lone sounds reverberating off them. Slowly, slowly, the light starts to penetrate through and my footsteps are no longer alone as they start to get lost among the hustle and bustle of the Old City in Jerusalem as it starts to wake up.

What stories would these stones tell, if they could speak? If they could recount history? They hold the footsteps of countless others – mothers, children, fathers, warriors, farmers, emperors. And now mine.

They all mix together along with the ghosts of their past. The small impact they left upon this world as they traversed it, no matter how big or small their contribution. And now mine too.

It is electric. To walk through this old city is like stepping back in time, to one where life was simpler yet more difficult. Where there were no distractions as mobile phones ring around me, as the click click click of cameras all around me are heard. The myriad of languages surrounding but yet, we can all understand each other when we hear the unmistakable gasp of awe.

I take one step, and then another and another, and I start to speed up as I realise there isn’t enough time in the day to grasp the magnitude of this city, to bathe in its riches. Where do I want to go first? Do I follow a map or let myself wander?

I only had two days to marvel in this city and the impact it made on me hasn’t left. Despite travelling and living in many countries, the only word I can use to describe this place is magical, and it is one of the top places on my list I have been to.

And I’m sure this won’t be the last place I feel about this. I’m sure there are more that are waiting for me to explore, to feel a connection with, a deep sense of peace and history with. I have yet to discover them.

And so I’m curious…which are places you have visited where you could could literally *feel* the past, the history? Where you couldn’t stop marvelling how countless others before you have come and gone? Let me know so I can add them to my list of places to visit!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s