Mystical experience knows no borders.
Hands. Bare feet on stone. Scarves. Smoke. Water. Flowers. These are the gestures — small, repeated, ancient.
We make the sacred through such acts.
I have photographed in Hindu temples, Buddhist pagodas, mosques, and churches — an outsider drawn in by curiosity and respect, watching how the sacred lives quietly within the everyday.
The sacred belongs to our shared humanity. These photographs were made from within the moment.
