We are always setting space aside for ceremony, for the sacred. We draw a circle, we build an altar, we raise a tent, we consecrate a glade. We are drawn to those liminal places where something meaningful has or will come to pass.
We need that feeling of un-ordinariness. We crave the creation of meaning that emerges from something singled out or special. We cannot bear for it all to be one and the same.
Eventually even the stars will grow cold and dark. All the more reason for us to light up our own lives and warm one another’s hearts when we can.