I’ve been exploring experienced belonging for much of the summer, and now I turn to inherited belonging, when a place claims you before you arrive. Le Mans is a place that meant nothing to me years ago, but as a Holy Cross religious these simple streets are worth everything. The Gothic towers of St. Julien, the light through the stained glass of Notre Dame de Sainte Croix where Basil Moreau is buried, the quiet of the French countryside. A rootedness that comes not from time spent here but from the community that helped form me.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #catholiccreatives #catholicphotography #lemans #belonging #france