I usually say that if, for some reason, something in which someone believed ever since is in the imminence of disappointing and disillusion, it would be rather better to lie than to go ahead with that frustration. Our faiths and beliefs are the fortresses of our souls and, should they collapse, it would be just like tearing us down in an irretrievable manner. Wolfgang Becker, in its “Goodbye Lenin!”, explores this as no one did, remembering us that our beliefs are almost at every single attempt stronger than truth. Fátima, in Portugal, is a place where people feel comfort, relief and consolation. It is a place where they purify their souls and where they believe in something greater that is the reason to love and to live. Where the walls of the fortress become stronger and sturdier.
Fátima is a small city in Portugal, 123kms north of Lisbon, where, supposedly on every 13th from May to October 1917, three shepherd children (Jacinta, Lucia and Francisco) witnessed the apparition of the Virgin Mary. After the recognition of these religious events by the Catholic Church, the construction of a basilica began at the local in 1928 and today Fátima is one of the most known pilgrimage destinations in the world. Every year, monthly from 13th May to 13th October, hundreds of thousand of visitors fill the sanctuary (300 thousand of people estimated for the day of the images from “Fortresses Of The Soul”). Fátima is also one of the most important tourism poles in Portugal (religious tourism) with plenty of hotels, restaurants and shops, creating a very strong economy in which the region relies.