Holidays are a great way to unwind, leave the concerns of home behind and savour your surroundings. In spite of this I find a moment of reflection is imperative for my well being and karma.
We’d arrived for our week away in Mykonos on a Saturday afternoon. So with little time to explore I had not noticed any churches or formal places of worship for the Sunday.
However, barely a moment’s stroll from our accommodation at Platys Gialos beach I found a little chapel come shrine beside the entrance to a boutique hotel.
Out of curiosity I found the door unlocked and a perfect opportunity for me to take a moment of reflection. As a catholic Sunday’s are the most religious day of the week so it seemed appropriate to pay a visit.
This chapel or even should I call it a shrine was a wonderful place of calm. Godly quiet and serene. Perfect for a few moments of tranquility.
There were about 4 plaques on the wall with the names of people from the same family. In spite of my inability to read Greek it was clear these plagues had birth dates and days that these people died marked on them. I was touched to see that one of the names was of someone who didn’t reach their fourth birthday.
A small windowsill also contained three pictures of who I can only assume were these people being remembered.
I was all alone in this immaculate and calming memorial.
The setting helped me give thanks for being able to take this holiday and also to pray for those members of both my bride and I’s families who’d passed away over the years.
Whilst enjoying the moment of reflection I noticed an area to light a candle and give a contribution via a collection box. How could I not?
Making the moment of reflection complete
As a passing moment I lit a candle and offered up my final thoughts in the chapel.
I’m undecided if it is rather sad or more a beautiful thing that such chapels are quite easily found across Mykonos and other places in Greece. They are exceptionally well maintained and seem very fitting as a tribute to people who touched the lives of others.
I must admit to being someone who appreciates a moment of reflection. The solace of being with one’s thoughts is of great importance to me. Either in a church, shrine or even a Buddhist temple I can always find refuge.
When you are on your travels, do you go for a quiet moment of reflection? If so, where do you find your moment of inner peace?