St. Lydia's

Last night, I spent two hours standing in Brooklyn's Atlantic Avenue-Pacific Street subway station reminding complete strangers of their mortality. Each Ash Wednesday, a small band of St. Lydia's community offers ashes to the people passing by. Last year, it was in Union Square (when I first saw them, but did not know who they

Lent is coming. And I wanted to get back into the right frame of mind this year. Through internet meandering a few months before, I had come upon St. Lydia's, a dinner church here in Brooklyn. They had finally set root not too far from my apartment, so last night I meandered across the Gowanus

Seen in Union Square, NYC.