I didn’t know how to reply, so I just shook my head and looked down at my feet. But then my head snapped back up. There was just so much. I needed to take it all in. I needed to be able to explain the beauty among the unexpected.
From the outside, it was unassuming. And then I walked into the pavilion at the Hancock County Fairgrounds. The ordinary turned to extraordinary.
Volunteers were working non-stop to turn a mountain of sand into something worthy of devotion. And I was just seeing the beginning of it.
I walked around this mountain as recognizable shapes were emerging. I tried to take pictures, knowing full well that no pictures were going to fully tell the tale of how massive this truly was. I eavesdropped as directions were given to perfect the masterpiece. And then I stopped.
I was bringing my need to document everything and my need to understand everything to this. This was a world where that did not belong. This was a world where I needed to just be. So I put my devices away and just stood. For the first time in a long time, I slowed down, in motion and in mind. I closed my eyes so I could take in the sounds. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again to find it even more massive.
This dream by Roger Powell has come to life and captivated more than just me. Throughout the week, you can expect crowds to converge on this beautiful art installation. It is overwhelming, but well worth slowing yourself down and trying to take it all in.
Check out the Easter Sand Sculpture and all of the events around On Common Ground throughout this Holy Week.