Sacred in the City

The sacred hiding in plain sight on the streets of New York.

Growing up in New York City, I’ve always been surrounded by rapid energy. Buildings so high they overshadow the sun. People in a constant hurry. Somewhere along the way, we lose our sense of peace.

One night in 2013, I stood at the corner of 42nd Street and Lexington Avenue. The Chrysler Building in front of me. Grand Central a block up. The MetLife Building and the Empire State Building in the near distance. I looked up and just stared. In between and behind and around all of it, I sensed the Holy Spirit.

Divinity dwarfed every skyscraper and monument in front of me. My fingers snapped photos quicker than my eye could focus. I was capturing the sacred between the spaces. After a few hundred photos, I rushed home to translate what I saw.

I blend images of the divine into this rough and rigid place. They’re a reminder to slow down, breathe, and feel the grace that so often goes overlooked.