During this third trip, however, I wasn’t quite yet experiencing that deep sense of sacred presence. Thinking North Beach might be where God was hiding, I set out on my own after morning service at the Abbey.

The other day my teenage son burst into my home office while I was in the middle of a Zoom video conference with people from across the country. "Mom!! Ella laid an egg!!"

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.