“My Hands, My Heart” was a participatory installation that invited individuals to transfer their intentions into clay—an act of unity through a simple, tangible gesture.
In the face of overwhelming global challenges, we may feel powerless, caught in cycles of distraction or despair. Yet I believe that small, heartfelt actions can spark change. Each squeezed lump of clay in this work represents a personal commitment, a prayer for a better world, and a contribution to collective transformation.
This piece was created during a local gathering—one of over 10,000 conferences organized by Baha’i communities around the world to explore pathways to peace and justice. Over the course of the weekend, participants were invited to approach a central circle, take a small piece of red earthenware, close their eyes, and silently offer a prayer or intention as they pressed the clay in their hands. Each handprint was then placed beside another, forming a unified whole—diverse in form, yet united in purpose.
Clay, as a material, is both humble and universal—literally the ground beneath us. It responds to touch and records our presence. Once fired, each imprint becomes permanent, symbolizing how even the smallest gestures can leave a lasting impact.
The ice in front of my home provided a perfect backdrop to assemble the pieces, which stood resilient through wind and snow. My Hands, My Heart speaks to the strength of community and the transformative power of intention.
Some of the questions that arise for me are: What will we allow to influence our shared efforts? Can our diversity become a cohesive movement? Can our actions align with universal principles?
As you watch the video, consider this an open invitation: there is still space to fill. We need more hands, more hearts, shaping the change we long to see in the world.
