Altars around us
Each breath we take, if we put awareness into it, is like an offering of gratitude for being alive.
BRIDGING WORLDS

The altar of St. Peter Church in Commonwealth Avenue in Quezon City.
Photograph by ANALY LABOR for the Daily Tribune
As I was about to light an incense stick, I started to reflect on how my perspective of altars have changed through time. I remember how I loved to kneel in front of the beautiful Catholic gothic altars of the west — ornate stone prayers of carved statues reflecting rainbow lights from stain glass windows.
I started my personal altar with images of the Christ and the Madonna, angels even. Through time, looking to the east, my yoga journey introduced me to the fragrant holy smokes of incense sticks, flowers, lamps and symbolic objects. My love for natural crystals soon had them always a fixture, not only in my personal altar but all around my home. Sometimes, photos of loved ones who have passed on find their way there, too, as offerings of remembrances. In shamanic and sacred plant medicine circles, my altar expanded to a collective one, shared with many as we faced crucible pots where fire and smoke where encircled by fruits, flowers and even more crystals.
The physical altar we choose to sit, kneel or lie prostrate before is symbolic of our attempt to ground Spirit and Light, or anything we consider sacred in our religious faith or belief system. This is the still point where the sacred meets the senses, where intention, prayers and ancestors all come together. It is also the mirror of our inner world and consciousness --- a space we return to again and again, lighting flame or laying flower, so that our days are touched by the divine. It is a place we create not to worship from afar, but to come closer — to sit with the invisible, to listen and to soften.
A new perspective of the altar came to me when I got deep into my spiritual practice like yoga, chigong and free movement dance meditations decades back. These, most especially Yoga, showed me that what we call our body is more than just the physical form we see. Just as real are the koshas or the subtler bodies: astral, emotional, mental and spiritual. Everyone who tunes into their body movements (in any practice or even exercise) will slowly but surely know this truth. This body — our own — was our very first altar. Before we learned the language of ritual or religion… our pulse and breath were our first quiet prayers. Each breath we take, if we put awareness into it, is like an offering of gratitude for being alive.
When we care for our physical bodies, are we mindful about what we put in? Do we know where our food comes from? Do we even know what they are made of? Do we care about the things we slather on our faces and skin? Or push as vaccines into our bloodstream? With all the fake food and chemicals being bombarded out to the consumer, are we making any clear choices about how we can live healthier and cleaner?
When we stretch and move in exercise, when we bathe and cleanse,we offer devotion to this altar, too. When we dance or tremble or cry, we cleanse the altar with truth. This is why today, we see a rise of healing circles of movement, dance, drumming to cleanse the subtler body. We cleanse the inner channels, shifting frequencies to connect to higher and deeper levels. By doing this, we transform the physical body into a sacred vessel that recognizes we have a soul that holds memory and, yes, is a channel for Light. When we are fully present in it, we become not just the keeper of spirit, but its embodiment. The altar lives and moves through us.


