This place will bring you to your knees... whether in prayer or defeat, I suppose it depends where you go first. The history of sectarian violence is like a punch to the gut. It winds you, and when you get back up to steady yourself another fist comes for your face. However, what was lacking in the landscape with pointed fences and corrugated separation barriers (spaciousness and compassion) was found in the people that I met. Those who fed and housed me, strangers who walked me to my destinations, and the women I chatted with in my workshop and on the bus.
Thank you Belfast. Until we meet again.