I spent the morning in a cemetery. Voluntarily. And it was fantastic.
There wasn't a funeral to attend. No one I know is buried in that particular cemetery.
There was just a strong pull to be there. So I spent an hour wandering, walking, praying, taking photos, reading gravestone inscriptions.
And then another hour sitting quietly and writing.
I'm not going to give you details, but it was a very good morning. Much needed. And I'm glad I followed the prompting I woke up with to go and explore a cemetery I've been wanting to visit for a couple of years.
4 comments:
it seems like a military cemetery. those are amazing. i was fortunate to go to the one at normandy. changed my life, completely.
that particular portion was military (WWII this section I believe)... but it's actually just a big, old cemetery that's more like a park in the middle of the city...
Great photo...cemetaries tell so many interesting stories...we'll definitely have to make time for this next visit.
sd
next visit for sure! miss ya!
L
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