Crisis disrupts everything we thought we knew, tearing apart our sense of normalcy and stability. Together, we face these moments not with prepared answers, but with raw uncertainty. The breaking is not voluntary, but it opens a path inward—a path we would not have chosen but now must walk. At the center of every crisis is an inner space so deep, so beckoning, so suddenly and daringly vast, that it feels like a universe, feels like God. This space of inner depth is unfamiliar, unsettling, yet deeply grounding. We do not seek this rupture, but within it, we find a stillness that holds us. It is not calm or peaceful in the traditional sense, but it is real. Here, the communal and personal meet; our collective trauma becomes a shared space for reflection. In this inner silence, we glimpse the possibility of healing, together.
May we find in every crisis a vast and sacred inner space
where healing and divine presence dwell.
(inspired by Barbara A. Holmes, Crisis Contemplation)