Tag Archives: Lythe

Keys of Heaven (4) – through the bones of the whale ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on December 19, 2019 by Sue Vincent

The pale winter sun lies – to our symbolic view – just beyond the East Cliff horizon. Its lowness and lateness in the cold sky speaks of the approach of the winter solstice, a time of maximum darkness and minimum … Continue reading →

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Keys of Heaven (3): the synchronicity of kindness ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on December 17, 2019 by Sue Vincent

There’s a certain ‘presence’ about kindness. Like the spiritual – or, more likely, as a part of it – the act of unexpected kindness drops into our lives like a messenger from the ‘Gods’. So it was with our visit … Continue reading →

Whitby Weekend: Mysteries in stone

Posted on December 16, 2019 by Sue Vincent

It seems rather unfair to call the displayed Viking and medieval stones ‘the best bit’ of St Oswald’s church in Lythe, but in terms of excitement… and for me, at least… they were. I had seen them before…but once is … Continue reading →

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Whitby Weekend: Inside the church at Lythe…

Posted on December 15, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Stuart and I had been to Lythe before, some years ago, early in our travels, sent to the little church by a friend. The church is dedicated to St Oswald, a figure we have come upon again and again in … Continue reading →

Posted in Churches, Photography, Spirituality, symbolism, The Silent Eye | Tagged history, Lythe, saints and archangels, St Cuthbert, St Oswald, stained glass, Whitby | 2 Comments

Whitby weekend: First stop, Lythe

Posted on December 14, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Several years ago, Stuart and I braved the bitter, biting winds of January to visit the Church of St Oswald at Lythe. There were, a friend had told us, stones…carved stones that we would want to see…and that trip had … Continue reading →