Sacred Space, A Friends Face

          Many people have a specific place that is sacred to them. Whether that be a church, shrine, religious place, or just a quiet area to feel comfortable and relax, all these places can be sacred to a person, or many peoples. But for me, my sacred space depends on the people with me. Friends, family, loved ones, they all affect the sanctity of the place I'm in. A dining room is just a room with chairs and a table without a family to fill it. A classroom is just a room of work without friends to interact with. For another example, this past weekend I was digging a trench in the middle of the woods in Nelson. without having two of my good friends there, I would have hated being there and probably have gotten nothing done. With the presence of my friends, that clearing of trees out in the woods, instead of being a quiet, hot, and hardworking environment, was a friendly, talkative and enjoyable place that I felt at home at. Being with friends and people I like, is my sacred place. The abstractness of my sacred space since it's not physical would be more left brain, while the feeling of being in a sacred space might be more right brain because of the emotional and face recognizing part of the right brain. This concept of sacred space differs from the sacred spaces we saw in the films in class. The Australian aborigines had sacred burial grounds that they considered sacred space, the early Europeans has caves full of cave paintings, and the early people of the middle east had that large complex of monoliths with carvings in them that could only be seen by firelight at night. so to sum up my sacred space, unlike the early peoples of the world relies more on the people in the space than of the space itself.