I’ve been to exquisite gardens that didn’t transport or transform me and I’ve experienced time stand still in an orchard corner where some forgotten Cornus kousa flowered away amongst long grass.
That’s my idea of a sacred space. Somewhere that makes me feel whole and alive. A place where I feel connected to the earth; it’s atoms. forms and interconnections.
The sacredness of a place is a two way thing. A garden or piece of land can be transportative just because it is as it is and a piece of land or a garden can become sacred because of things done to and in it.
All matter is made up of countless vibrating particles and all the forms we are and see are interacting on levels that we can’t see all the time. Sacred space occurs when there is no dissonance between all the forms, particles and unknowns in that space.
Pilgrimage, reverence and ceremony are all ways that help the human mind to shed some of its busyness and petty concerns. When that happens it becomes easy to sense and harmonize with what actually is as opposed to the small world in our heads that is often our prison.
Image: The Message by Thomas Cooper Gotch [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons