Cathedrals of the Mind

"A library in the middle of a community is a cross between an emergency exit, a life-raft and a festival. They are cathedrals of the mind; hospitals of the soul; theme parks of the imagination. On a cold rainy island, they are the only sheltered public spaces where you are not a consumer, but a citizen instead” 
-Caitlin Moran

Where is your cathedral of the mind?
Is it in a library?
In a friend's kitchen?
In a community centre?
Or an actual church?

What makes it so?

For me there are a only a few places in this world (so far) where I feel part of something larger.  Places where I feel more whole, where I can be utterly alone and never feel lonely.

One is filled with books, another has a refreshing cross-breeze, with only a flipchart in between the two open windows. Another has a big coffee urn and a closet full of baby clothes ready to be given away.

As actual churches get repurposed and sold, I know I am not alone in my quest for a quiet corner of the world where I am told by the furniture and the windows and the trees and the people that I belong.

Let's keep those cathedrals of the mind open.  Let's stick a tiny wedge between those doors so that a crack of light can tell passers by to come on in.