As I learned yesterday, there are over 50 monasteries in Moldova. Yesterday, I had the chance to visit three of them. Here are my thoughts I wrote after we had visited each one:
Arrived to light rain and thunder which sounded beautiful as it echoed through the rolling hills surrounding the monastery. Soon it started raining really hard, and me, being as unprepared as usual with my shoes, quickly got fold feet- literally. But there is something about the peace here. The air is fresh, and i just want to sit under a shelter and read all day long. I was very impressed with the behavior of the children as they entered the church. They have a lot of respect for their culture and religion. But alas, we’re off to two more monasteries with even more rain in the forecast.
The gently rolling hills of Capriana…
Visitors to the Monastery huddling under the shelter of the well as the rain was pouring down…
Yes, even Monk’s need to use the phone sometimes!
Inside the church
Lighting candles for health or for loved ones who have died
At least the rain stopped for some time, but it’s still going off and on. What makes this monastery interesting is they are building a new church and it’s only partly done, so you can see the process. I don’t find this area to be as beautiful or as peaceful as Capriana. Maybe this is because there are so. many. people. I find that beautiful and historic places lose their magic when filled with people who come in to leave and don’t really care. Many just seemed to want their picture taken with the church and flowers, light candles, and call it good. I wish I could spend a few days here when tourists can’t come, and just take it all in. The nuns weren’t very friendly, either (them seemed quite tired, actually), and they are clearly tired of having to work with greedy (and at time obnoxious) people.
“Please give money for construction”
People sometimes forget that Nuns and Priests LIVE here
“Peace for all those that come. Happiness for all of those that are Romanian. Good words for all those that leave”
And the best was saved for the last. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it stopped raining… and there aren’t many people… but it is beautiful and peaceful beyond words here. There were elementary age kids singing in the church and the acoustics made them sound like angels (I filmed this, but of course I forgot to turn the sound back on so now there is no sound. #technologyfail). There used to be a Monk that lived here from our village and we hoped to see him, but apparently he has moved to Greece. Hopefully I can come back here and stay a night or two in the hotel near the monastery. Three weeks left, so we’ll see if it happens.