Sacred Spaces

Whether they are physical, or metaphysical, I know a lot of us have created sacred spaces for ourselves. I'd love to hear or see what you use in your practices!

Not a place I get to as often as I would like (it's at the other end of the country), but every time I'm in London I go to a very small park that a teacher introduced me to on a school trip.

It's called Postman's Park and it's wedged between an old church and an office block, it has a wall with plaques from the Victorian era that are dedicated to 'local heroes', that I like to read. It's quite a strange space, there is rarely anyone else there and there's a stillness and quietness to it that I've never experienced in such a big, bustling city. It's a good spot for reflection

As I've been moving a lot (moreso since starting on this journey as a Jedi (literally 4 times in the past year)), I've not had a physical sacred space. And since I'll be moving again in a matter of months to England, I've worked on making my sacred space wherever I am. Or, more specifically, carrying around with me in my mind.

Whenever I need a moment to "leave" to my sacred place, I stop, take a breath, and picture me in my sacred place. I've never been there in person, but plan to go. Its the Fairy Glen.



I always imagine myself sitting or standing in the middle of this amazing place, picturing the taste of the air, the wind. I always picture it as intensely foggy though, so I cannot see beyond the last ring of stones. I love fog, it calms me like nothing else can, I cannot explain it. The cold wetness of the air, the almost metallic taste on the breeze, and the wet rock and grass smell is just the most serene thing I can imagine.

My favorite spot in the entire world, sadly enough. I have never felt more comfortable anywhere else, than I do in Hamtons cemetery. Was recorded three years ago in October 2014, and I was using a new camera so be forgiving. Shouldn't be so bad if your on a phone...

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A wooden tower, high above the treetops. Been there quite a few times though it takes a long walk to reach it and it often way too crowded. Ones it is silent it is amazing there.

On a slightly more traditional note, I've been very lucky to have gone on a Baha'i pilgrimage in Israel. These are the three places that touched me most.

The Shrine of the Bàb, where two holy figures are buried:



The "house in Bahji," where the holy family lived while under house arrest:



The prison of Akkà (now Acre), or the Siyàh-Chàl (rough translation =the dark pit), where the holy family lived for several years: