Ashburnham Place

Ashburnham Place, a haven of peace for the last fifty years. Two hundred and twenty acres of wooded land and over eight hundred years of history. 

I came here for a few days of peace and came away with a year worth. This was a spiritual exercise that was worth it. A time of quiet reflection, prayer and of course, writing. I sat under the Oak tree facing the lake, watched the swans float making snorting noise on the water, and words for chapters of Beauty for Ashes came in spades. Surely this place must get a mention in the book.

The quiet prayer rooms, the prayer garden or the peaceful walk along the lakes was enough to make me forget Facebook for three days. No TV, no internet, it was heaven on earth.



Easter Sunday service was spent in the quaint St Peter's chapel on the ground. One hour, service was done including holy communion, the old fashion way - everyone sipping from the same goblet (your lip stains wiped after you of course) - but you come away spiritually filled. Every aspect of it focused on JESUS. 

I took walks that got me to the edge of the woods but chickened out of venturing further alone. I still have nightmares from my university days (years ago!) - taking a walk into the University woods and running out due to claustrophobia. And yes, I know JESUS is with me but the word says 'thou shalt not test the LORD your God.' Changing  your mind from walking alone into the woods is not a sin.

Enjoy these beautiful pictures and if you do decide to visit, remember to become a friend of Ashburnham (www.ashburnham.org.uk). I am. Shalom.