The Packard Plant

My sacred place is the derelict Packard Plant. It is hard to describe the vastness and the energy this place presents the moment you come in contact with it. The silence of this building can be eerie but calming in every way. Many see this building as an eyesore; I see it as my church. The energy and life this build once had is always present in my mind as I carefully walk through and observe how time and the environment constantly change the way the building looks. In my heart this place will always be sacred for me.