I love old graveyards. There's something so holy about them. Probably because all those words engraved on the markers and headstones represent such love.
This one can be found behind the Presbyterian Church at Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I took the pic two days before my mother-in-law died. When I look at it, I feel really connected to her, as if it represents HER, not the person it actually is intended to remember. Isn't that crazy?
"The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
- Douglas Adams
"Better to see the face than to hear the name" Zen saying
ReplyDeleteSometimes we see faces we love in places we don't expect. In this way we learn they are always with us.
Anna
It's not crazy, Irene, it is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Deb
Oh boy, Anna, do I ever believe in that quote. And Deb, I keep thinking about something you said about being open to her presence. Yep, sometimes I can really feel her with me. Thank you. xxoo
ReplyDeletenot crazy at all...I also love old graveyards, I can spend hours in them...I think about their lifes and what kind of people they were...that is a beautiful gravestone, I can see how it would capture you.
ReplyDeleteIrene,
ReplyDeleteShe is with you. Our family has been blessed by some very interesting experiences since my brother passed away. Thank goodness my girls are old enough to absorb the idea of soul being separate from the body. My brother was a bit of a practical joker in life, so I just know that he has been laughing himself silly using his energy to play some practical jokes on us, now. It makes me feel like he is still here with us and not so far away.
I am glad that you are open to the possibilities. Pay close attention and try not to explain anything away.
Hugs an love,
Debbie