Why your faith beliefs should change over time (according to neuroscience)
The below photo is of my partner’s and my reflection in the window of a historical church in Norway.
The church was such a visual paradox.
It was beautiful.
Crisp-white and pristine yet old and weathered.
Surrounded by an absolutely indescribable countryside.
Green rolling hills, vibrant flowers.
Yet, the entire landscape was coated in a strange and distal fog that also warmly wrapped hundreds of gravestones peppering the church grounds.
The sanctity and solemnity of the site seemed to effortlessly embrace the paradox of the beauty that appeared to be keeping it alive.