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I will praise you, Lord
With all my heart
In the sight of the Angels
I will sing psalms to you
Alleluia
I will adore before your holy temple
And I will confess your name
It is above your mercy
And your truth
For you have magnified
Your holy name above all
Alleluia
By the prayers of our Holy Father, Lord Jesus Christ, our God,
have mercy upon us and save us. Amen.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son and Word of God, have mercy on me.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son and Word of God, have mercy on me.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son and Word of God, have mercy on me.
Holy Mother of God, save us.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son and Word of God, have mercy on me.
Holy Mother of God, save us.
Holy Mother of God, save us.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son and Word of God, have mercy on me.
Lord, Jesus Christ…
Immortal life…
-Would you like to come through? -No, it's OK. I can help.
It's OK, I closed it.
I came to Mount Athos 40 years ago.
I lived in a large monastery for the first 17 years.
After that I visited Egypt, where I stayed for six months
at Saint Catherine's monastery on Mount Sinai.
In 1990 I came to Athos, to Mylopotamos,
and had to rebuild everything here.
For Christians, Mount Athos is unique.
The monastic tradition was established here more than 1,000 years ago.
The Holy Mountain is for me…
to use the words of Christ, the "salt of the earth".
It's the core of the Christian faith.
I've been up there ten times.
Every ascent was hard, from the first to the last.
Let's go, Griva!
Come on, Griva!
Come on, Griva.
Come on, Griva.
Don't you want to drink? OK. Which of you wants a drink?
The animals don't want to drink. All right, they can drink up there.
-This one? -Yes, I'll just top up the water.
I don't think there's any up there.
It's a pity.
When I came to Athos I had no experience with animals,
because I'm from the city.
I had no idea what to do and was even scared of them.
I didn't know how to ride,
but I learned.
Everything went well.
Oh, well…
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Humans have always felt…
the urge to climb to the tops of mountains.
It shows that…
When you reach the top…
it's like achieving a higher goal.
What we human beings achieve in our lives
is like the conquest of a mountain.
In the New Testament we read that Jesus Christ climbed
a high mountain with his disciples to reveal to them his divinity.
Thus, the Chapel of the Transfiguration of Christ is on the summit of Athos.
The human soul cleanses itself
through the effort of climbing up.
The summit of Mount Athos holds a strong spiritual power
from the many ascetics and saints
who have made their experiences here,
and who have transferred them to Athos over the course of more than 1,000 years.
The Lord directs me
And nothing will be lacking to me
Alleluia
He has settled me here In a place of pasture
He has led me out
To the water of refreshment
Alleluia
He has converted my soul
He has led me away
On the paths of justice
For the sake of his name
Alleluia
For, even if I should walk
In the midst of the shadow of death
I will fear no evils
For you are with me…
The Holy Mountain is also called…
the Garden of the Holy Virgin Mary.
The monks…
are compared to blossoms.
It's here that they are planted, grow and develop their scent.
Mary is our Mother.
There is no woman on the Holy Mountain but the Holy Mother.
As the old Fathers used to say:
Prayer, attention and work
are safe ways to tame your thoughts and your passions
in order to follow God's will.
-Good morning. -Welcome.
-Good morning, Father. -Welcome. How are you?
Come on, boys. You look sweat-soaked.
Drink something first, then we'll go to the icon.
-With pleasure. We're pretty exhausted. -Of course, after such a long way.
Some water…
-Good, cold water. -Thank you.
Drink and take a break, then we'll pray.
-Thanks. -With your blessing, Father.
You're welcome.
-Have you been here before? -No.
So it's the first time.
-What's your name? -Christos.
-It's your first time, so unlock the door. -Let's see if I can.
Go in.
Very well. Come inside.
What a lovely church!
This is the biggest church on Athos, it's about 100 years old.
It's the newest and largest.
Very impressive, but not exactly in the tradition of Athos.
I'm bringing you to a special place now.
We call it the "philosophic school".
What you can see here is very unusual for someone from the outside world.
When a monk passes away on Athos,
We don't say "die", because we believe in resurrection.
after some time, we remove him from his tomb.
Then we put him on these shelves.
Some skulls belong to simple monks, others to abbots,
but the same thing awaits all of us.
Every day, during the service, we light a candle.
-Are those arm and leg bones? -Yes, they are.
According to an old story, a monk once came in here and shouted:
"Christ is risen from the dead!"
The bones moved and replied: "Truly, he is risen!"
So you see, life goes on.
A little refreshment, from the heart.
I hope you take a break.
The schnapps takes away the fatigue and the sweat.
Coffee is for telling stories…
and sweets invigorate the body, so that you can continue on your way.
The same for you.
-Thank you. -My pleasure.
May your visit bring you blessings and joy
so that we keep in touch.
-Thanks for your hospitality… -Visit us again, if you can.
As we know each other now, you are always welcome. Right, Christos?
-Pleasure. -Thank you. We'll come again.
To your health, Father!
-May the Holy Mother of God be with you. -Cheers and…
All the best!
-Thanks. Cheers. -Cheers.
-Cheers. -Cheers, thank you.
God bless you.
I've been here for about five-six years,
exactly as long as I was on Mount Sinai.
No matter where you are, God is everywhere.
The Holy Mountain is a monastic state,
an entire state dedicated to prayer.
We have experienced Fathers here, who can help you along spiritually.
That's why I came to Athos.
When I arrived here from Sinai I was given this hermitage.
It was in a bad state of repair.
But you could live in here.
At least the roof held up.
After one year
I knew that I liked it here. So, I stayed.
You have to carry on a craft in order to make a living.
Some monks produce incense, some paint icons…
some work with wood.
I learned this little handicraft
and I live from it.
It's also a way of passing the time.
You can't pray or read all day.
You have to do something.
On the Holy Mountain there are three kinds of monks.
Some live in a community and do everything together:
the meals, the liturgy.
Many monks live like that.
Then there are smaller communities, with five or only two Fathers.
And then there are those who live alone.
Father, bless us.
Through the prayers of our Holy Fathers, Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.
Saint Nicholas, pray for us.
Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.
Glory to You, our Lord.
The oven is ready.
Holy Mother of God, save us.
This is beeswax. I warm it a little bit, now it's melt.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on us.
Well, Father Avakum…
We're ready.
This here, too. And this one.
Hail, wall and roof Of those in need, Christ
Hail, You, Virgin, serene port for us
Protect Your servants fast
And have mercy on them
Holy Mother of God, save us.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on us.
Glory to you, our Lord, Jesus Christ.
This one here.
Saint Nicholas, entreat for us.
Glory to God.
Let's go, gentlemen.
Fistimi, are we going to drive up?
There we go!
Take your hand off the back there.
Let's start. I want to see you work.
-Wait! -Wait…
Take the hedger from there!
The feeling of creating something permanent
fills the humans soul.
We've been struggling for 23 years
to revive
the region of Mylopotamos,
and return it to what it was like 200 years ago.
So far, we've achieved 80% of our target,
and I'm really satisfied.
But we shouldn't rest on our good luck.
We have to stay alert.
How else would we make any progress, if we had no difficulties to overcome?
Let's go!
Slowly… Don't load it too much.
Look at the grapes. They are of highest quality.
Beautiful, aren't they?
Let's go.
Are there any grapes left?
No, there are none left.
Father Avakum, the bread should be done.
-Glory to God. -Bring me the cloth.
Yes.
-Jesus, have mercy on us. -Shall we try?
Yes…
Let's take this one.
We did it with God's help.
To the glory of Christ, the angels and the Holy Mother.
The first loaves are for our neighbours.
We, the makers, to God's glory, try them first.
Amen.
The aim is the same for all monks: You try to purify your soul.
You try to free yourself from passions and weakness, above all from egoism.
Egoism is fought through obedience to the Superior in the monastery
or through mutual obedience among the monks.
The monk has to constantly control his mind
and reassess his thoughts.
When someone lives alone,
they can easily become depressed.
You have to oppose that.
A monk can then pass on this experience to others.
When we heal our own soul, we are able to help others, too.
OK, now I just have to fill this with water.
It has to be filled.
We've always dreamed of having our own house on the Holy Mountain.
We wanted to live here, because it's a blessed place.
Abbot Gabriel offered us the house.
Our community decided
that two of us should go ahead
and renovate the hermitage.
Other brothers from our monastery will follow later.
We're in close contact with them.
Let's try it.
That's good.
That's enough, let me pull it off.
It's very high, be careful.
-Can you hold it tight? -Yes.
-Let's leave it like this. -OK. Let's leave it and have a look later.
-Shall we stick some tape on it? -No, it's not necessary.
How nice. Now it'll finally be a little warmer in here.
Here…
We're preparing for Christmas.
As I live alone…
I'll be going somewhere else for the celebrations.
Maybe I'll go visit…
Father Makarios and Father Pavlos.
There'll only be a few of us and we'll celebrate together.
Christmas means joy, because Christ is born.
We all sing together…
and it's the end of the fast.
Winter doesn't only help me, it helps all monks.
It helps people to focus, to collect themselves.
The monk retires to his cell, reads and prays.
There are no visitors, no pilgrims.
A human can never find true peace, of course.
They won't find peace.
What I'm trying to say is that everything is good everywhere,
as long as you have patience. That's my opinion.
It's the same anywhere, whether on Athos or on Sinai,
in Australia, London or Athens. You just need patience.
It's about the manner
in which you conduct your fight.
I believe that you will only find peace in death
unless you experience the grace of God in great measure.
Only if you've reached such a high spiritual level,
will you find peace. And by peace I mean spiritual, inner peace.
Because grief and worries are going to follow us, until we die.
Lord, Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on us.
The most honourable and glorious
Of all angels
Come on, just a little more. Come on.
Let's go! Come on!
Go on!
Well done, that's good. Come on, just a little bit more.
Come on!
Come on.
Through the prayers of our Holy Fathers, Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on us.
-Good morning. -How are you?
-Fine, and you? -I've brought a parcel.
-Thank you. -How are you two doing? The old Father?
Very well. Would you like to come in to see him?
I can't. I'm fully laden.
-Merry Christmas! -To you, too!
God bless you! I've got groceries for everyone.
Flour, fruit…
Goodbye, God's blessing.
-What's up, Father? -What's up?
What is it?
Father Alypios has brought a parcel from Karyes.
-Who sent it to you? -My family in Athens.
-Your sister? -Yes.
-A knee support. -Then you're saved!
A pair of socks…
-Take a pair of socks. You may need them. -How many are there?
-Four pairs. -Would you give me two?
-Of course, keep them. -Nice! Thanks.
These are good shoes, not too warm, but for a walk…
They have to be light, not warm. And not slippery on the stone paths.
-Yes, just like they have to be. -Yes.
Leave it here.
-Do they fit? -Yes.
Lucky you!
I'd got used to the old ones…
Stand up and walk a bit.
-You know what? -The knee support is important.
-You're saved. -They're comfortable for walking.
My knee feels much better now.
They're good. Glory to God.
Come on, Yannis, we're late.
Without any fear
Having understood the paradox
Being full of happiness
Pray before Him, as He is your creator
Angels praise Him constantly
And worship Him
With men who work iniquity
And I will not communicate Even with the best of them
The just one will correct me with mercy And he will rebuke me
Their judges have been engulfed
Joined to the rocks
They will hear my words Which have prevailed
As when the lava of the earth Has erupted above ground
I considered toward the right and I looked
But there was no one who would know me
Flight has perished before me
And there is no one Who has concern for my soul
I cried out to you, Lord. I said:
You are my hope My portion in the land of the living
A lot of centuries ago
And full of grace
-Antonis! Close the fridge. -Yes, Father.
Close the door.
Right…
Bring one more plate.
Sit here next to me
and help me.
Cut neither the tail nor the other thing…
Up to here or so. Got it?
See?
Nice.
-Leave heads and tails on. -Yes.
You cut these, so they look better when you serve them.
-Like this? -Perfect.
Bring some more and prepare them.
Stir the soup.
But finish this first.
Three, four, five, six…
seven, eight, ten, 12, 14, 16, 17…
Good.
Eighteen.
-Is it boiling? -Yes.
Then throw them in.
Lord, I'm a poor sinner.
So, take a break.
Ioannis, tell the others to come down to say grace.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Lord, have mercy on us and bless us.
Lord, always bless the meals and drinks of your servants
now and ever, and unto the ages of ages.
-Amen. -Bon appetit.
On the Holy Mountain, there are people who have the desire
to escape from the world and be alone.
There is only a little door
that leads in here from the outside world.
It protects us monks from too big of a rush.
If all doors were open and everything was more relaxed
this wouldn't be a place of peace and prayer anymore.
It wouldn't be a centre of spirituality,
it would be a curiosity, a museum or a resort.
Come
Let us exult in the Lord
Let us shout joyfully to God, our Saviour
Alleluia
Let us anticipate His presence
With confession
And let us sing joyfully to him With psalms
Alleluia
For the Lord is a great God…
Monks think and act differently
from the people outside in the world.
For this reason, the monks are the light
for the rest of the people in the secular world.
They lead the way…
for those who wish to reach Christ.
It's a part of the nature and mission of Athos
to help people collect themselves and find inner peace.
Christ is risen! Happy Easter!
Christ is risen!
He is risen indeed!
-I send my regards to you. -I received them and send mine, too.
When a mother suckles her newborn child
the baby gets used to crying for milk.
But eventually, the mother has to wean it off her milk.
In the same way, every monk has to be "weaned" off the world.
The monk flees from the meaninglessness of the world…
and finds a new family in the monastery.
Not everyone finds this easy,
as some of us have a close relationship with our mother.
Others not so much.
But as a monk, you have to sever the bond once and for all.
Otherwise you'll have bigger and bigger problems.
Over the years, you understand this even better.
You become distant from your parents and they from you.
You forget each other, lose sight of each other.
That's difficult and arduous.
It's a part of our struggle to get along with as little as possible.
Not to be bound to too many things.
That wouldn't help you develop spiritually.
Nothing much happens outside the routine.
As a monk you maybe go to a celebration now and then.
There, you meet other Fathers and discuss with each other.
You chat a little. Chat in a good sense, of course.
It gives you a break from everyday life and you get to see other faces.
Not this… This, not that…
That goes in another pot.
Done.
Can you check this?
-What? -Can you check this?
Even smaller.
The slices have to be thicker, in order for them to stay firm, you know?
Come on, let's carry it together.
Moses cried on Mount Tabor as he saw God
Now and ever, and unto the ages of ages
Moses' Tablets and transfigurated Christ
Son of God
Save those in happiness
Alleluia
We pray before God
Holy immortal
Have mercy on us
Don't worry, your meal will turn out well.
Now some coarse pepper.
It needs a little more olive oil.
It's all right as it is.
Where can we put the pot, Father?
Put all of that over there.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
Virgin Mary's womb bore And gave birth to Immanuel
A God and man at the same time
Sunrise is His name
As we grow older
We worship the Virgin Mary
Worthy
-Worthy! -Worthy!
Enable us, Holy Father,
to express our opinion unexceptionally
and appeal for Your help
Lord on the heavens and Father…
Today is a day of deliverance, my brothers,
a blessed day that we don't measure by the hour,
that doesn't increase or decrease,
which is not interrupted by night.
Through the prayers of our Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on us. Amen.
-The floor is yours. -Thank you.
Today's solemnity of the transfiguration of our saviour, Jesus Christ…
Venerable Fathers,
and esteemed representatives
of the holy monasteries of Athos,
Your Excellency, Governor,
dear Fathers and pious pilgrims,
this celebration has brought us together in the venerable Pantokratoros Monastery
to praise and to honour our transfigured Lord.
Praise to you. May the Lord, Jesus Christ, be with you, my brothers.
Amen.
Our hermitage is part of Pantokratoros Monastery.
That's why my ordination took place in Pantokratoros.
This is important to us, because we monks
can celebrate the liturgies at home
and can receive Holy Communion here.
Some Fathers…
like him for instance…
this Father here…
If they were Father Confessors or achieved wisdom
their names were written on their skulls.
Father Makarios.
All remains are collected by us…
then dusted and cleaned with wine.
After we've renovated the old charnel house,
we'll put them back again.
On the skulls of some priests…
after they've passed away…
something appears
alongside the other three sutures.
It's a new, fourth suture, forming a cross on the skull.
That only happens with priest-monks.
It's a sign of grace of their holy orders.
This skull has no extra suture,
like this priest here.
He has no additional suture.
Usually, humans don't have a suture at the front here.
It is truly right
To bless thee, Holy Mother
Thou the ever blessed
And most pure
And the Mother of our God…
There we go! Well…
Take it easy. No need to hurry.
Keep using the left.
Although I've had many difficulties and negative thoughts,
I've never regretted my decision.
If I had to do it again today,
I would become a monk again. I would do everything exactly the same.
I've lived through so many tremendous moments here
that have filled my soul.
I would never exchange them for anything else
that I've seen in the world
or for what other people have to deal with every day in the cities.
Through all the earth
Their sound has gone forth
And their words
To the ends of the world…
Humans have always felt…
the urge to climb to the tops of mountains.
When you reach the top…
It's like achieving a higher goal.
What we human beings achieve in our lives is like the conquest of a mountain.
The human soul cleanses itself through the effort of climbing up…
Alleluia
There are no speeches or conversations
Where their voices are not being heard
Alleluia
The fear of the Lord is holy
Enduring for all generations
The judgments of the Lord are true
Justified in themselves
Alleluia
Desirable beyond gold
And many precious stones
And sweeter
Than honey and the honeycomb
Alleluia
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