Seeing the stars and the sliver of moon as the sunset fades into the wildfire of creation's night sky, I am aware: of obstacles overcome on the way and the greatness of beauty expanded in a few relationships, the time where negotiation standing on a side with a firm line collapsed into an embrace, a new perception of beauty walking towards me in all of its ostentatiousness and rolling swagger and the cathedral of limits opening its doors and declaring, Today, and perhaps tomorrow, the necessary and the good will become one.
What can be done with our buildings empty and no For Sale signs in windows? What will become of the sanctuaries storing our assembled sacred stuff? What needs to be done now to be ready to open today? What moment becomes the moment when we do not look past each other?