The sign on the door has changed, but the lantern light is the same. In this whimsical (and quietly serious) long-form post, I explain why we’re now calling this space The Church of Sacred Play and what that name really means: wonder without worship, meaning without dogma, and a compassionate kind of skepticism that still leaves room for awe. Come for the pixie-lantern vibes, stay for the gentle rebellion against shame, fear, and brittle certainty.
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