Written in my journal today

After Paris, and trains and crowds it was so quiet, so still, such a gathered presence; you felt you might hear the snap of a spiders web. There is something very welcoming simply in stillness. It forces us to touch down, to go deeper into yourself.(Jennifer Lash)

The sacredness of a train's whistle.

Liturgy: The blazing fire at the centre of the house.

A chapel: A secret place that has properties of transformation.