I found myself deeply moved, realizing that these worshippers represented seekers and the faithful from every continent on the globe. Individuals from all walks of life, women and men, mature and young, singing in diverse languages, shaped by our unique cultures were present.

The hours I spent in the car changed from a long, tiresome drive into a deliberate time of transition between the spaces—a liminal space.

At the beginning of October, one of the yoga class members mentioned the new Pacific Northwest troll installments by Danish recycle...