I haven’t set up my shrine yet but I am sharing my intention to do so here to hold myself accountable. In a corner of a newly organized home office (yay me for finally organizing it) I have a pretty rectangular covered basket meant for hiding cables. Instead I will use it as an altar. I plan to put a photo of Thich Nhat Hanh who I began to learn from when we adopted our son from Vietnam 30 years ago. My family later had the immense privilege of dining with him and the monks from Plum Village at a local Vietnamese Buddhist temple when he visited Chicago in 2003.
I will add a pinecone that fell from a tree near my mother’s and father’s grave; a photo of my husband and son, who are my heart outside my body; a paper boat made by a young Nepali boy I tutor and mentor through a refugee program in my Chicago neighborhood. The boat is to remind me of my responsibility toward the common good. I hope to add something else to honor a lineage of social activists.