Sacred Spaces
You could miss it if you don't look at exactly the right gap in the trees, from the path. Read More ›
There's time to reflect, as breath grows louder alongside the pitch of the floor. Read More ›
The monotony of repetition. How many times must I ask? Read More ›
The miles of road stretch out before me as far as the eye can see with the thin ribbon of road cutting a tiny way through the golden fields. Read More ›
Is it here that the sacred comes to dwell, in the ribbon, in the confluence? In the water and the leaves, the rushing and the stillness? Read More ›
Can I from this vantage point of “high flight” so too “slip the surly bonds of earth?” Can I also reach, way up and “touch the face of God?” Read More ›
Power and majesty, movement and weightlessness, substance and space. The Sacred within me here in the water even now. Read More ›
The sky doesn't seem as expansive in this moment, but a blanket with its edges tucked smoothly. Read More ›
In, out, just like the breath that fills our bodies. Out, in, the sacred returns again and again to touch that space deep within. Read More ›
The hike was long, and had grown urgent. Would we reach the peak before we lost the sun? Read More ›
And as I hurtle towards the shore I feel Him here with me, His presence among the wind and the waves, that very particular curl of the tide. Read More ›
Anger seems a faraway notion on this calm shore, but perhaps the clouds are gathering. Read More ›
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