Personal
Sacred Space
The
question is not what you look at but what you see. It is only necessary to behold
the least fact or phenomenon, however familiar, from a point a hair’s breadth
aside from your habitual path or routine, to be overcome, enchanted by its beauty
and significance.”
Henry
David Thoreau
Lately,
I’ve been doing some painting and research about liminal space and time and
thin places. I’ve discovered some rather universal ones—the beach, the
sunrise/sunset, all the circles of standing stones in the British Isles, the
desert canyons in the US, the pyramids of Gaza and of Central America. Liminal
times and places have to do with human experience more than geography. People describe
them as moments when time stops, one is aware of a presence, and in many cases,
their ancestors seem close, almost visible. It is a thin place because the two
worlds, our physical world, and the realms beyond, are closer together and
sometimes seem to overlap. People experience a sense of power, though it cannot
be named or seen.
What I
have discovered, though, is that besides the universal liminal places, and there
are personal times and spaces, and some of them are not places of power, but
places of comfort and beauty. In other words, they are where we feel our own
power, our own comfort, our serenity, and strength. For example, my friend Isie
finds that in her garden and on her back deck, early morning, where she reads
and prays and communes with the sacred inside herself. The time, the place, and
the thoughts that connect there are what make it powerful.
As
Thoreau suggested in the quote above, it’s not so much what you look at as what
you see. I have a little succulent plant in my kitchen window. A friend gave it
to me a couple of years ago and I have repotted it several times. It is now putting
out “pups” and every time I notice a new one, it thrills me all over again. One
way to experience sacred time and space is to simply pay attention to what is
in front of you and all around you. Mostly we move through our days on autopilot—in
our heads talking to ourselves or ticking off our list of next things to do. We
tend to be oblivious of our surroundings because they are familiar. But when we
take the time to focus on them, we discover new and brilliant things, as
Thoreau said, just one hair’s breadth from our usual path. Right in our own house,
in our own back yard—sacred space, liminal time. Try it. Pay attention to the
connections it creates within you.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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