Where?

One of the characteristics of my Celtic ancestors was a strong sense of place! As a tour guide back in Scotland once told me, "Yes, we know some of our stories didn't happen, but at least we know where they didn't happen!"
Unlike most of modern society today with the obsession on time (when did it happen? how long until until it will happen? how long did it last when it happened?), the peoples of the Celts were more concerned with where. They had a certainty that such-and-such a location was actually and obviously fuller of the presence of the divine than another location. They called them "thin" places, for there the veil between the everyday and the numinous was less substantial, "thinner."
Today we have few spaces that we recognize as sacred. Such need not be overtly religious or spiritual (although they may well be), but they still are places we feel closer to the divine. And if we select individually a place (even if only in memory) that we knew we were walking on holy ground, then there is our very own "thin" place.
So why are we in such a rush to commercialize, pave over, homogenize the world around us? Why do we need another building that will only be torn down to build another building?
The first time I walked on the isle of Iona, I knew that this little island off the west coast of Scotland was special, and it gives me, even at this great distance, a sense of grounding. Do you have someplace that does that for you? A  place you can return to, even if only in memory, that lets you know the divine is in that place?
So rather than rushing from place to place worrying that you might not be in time, pause and consider where you are rushing to. Because when we arrive where we were supposed to be, we will know it, and never leave.