Sources of Inspiration: Rituals

Clasping my hands together. Muttering words filled with meaning I don’t consider, as I chant them as fast as an army recruit doing push-ups. Walking in a circle, my hands linked with others as we move together. Singing the same words I chanted in a chamber, where they echo, looking up at art, meant to express the divine. Offering any number of things on an altar as an act of sacrifice. These are…