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I don’t believe in divine powers, but when I pass through the doors of a church, that lack of faith doesn’t stop me from lowering my voice, slowing my breathing, and transferring my profane energy into the simple acts of sitting, looking, listening, and thinking. Some spaces are imbued with sacredness, and whether you think it was exhaled into a building’s air by a higher power or was built into its very walls by human design, that feeling transmits itself powerfully.
For me, the fact that a modern church completed a mere nine years ago can seem as hallowed as any ancient edifice of stone and sculpture, can inspire the same sweet, thrilling sense of prayer as a cathedral upon whose floor a million faithful supplicants have knelt in times gone past—this fact alone is a marvelous triumph of the human spirit. Light, space, silence, solitude: elements of the sacred, all, and all to be found right here.
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