...in a New Orleans cemetery. I love cemeteries in New Orleans. The above ground tombs and mausoleums are so beautiful. I snapped these shots during my Thanksgiving trip. It may be a bit morbid, but it was a great experience. The quiet reverence that emanates from cemeteries is so humbling. The acknowledgement of past lives, the reminder or mortality. It really makes you take things into consideration and ponder how you'll leave your mark on this world.
My opinion of death has been a varying one over the years. I've never fully embraced the religious view set forth by the big three spiritual practices, yet I do feel that there is some kind of afterlife. The odd thing is, I don't accept that belief as an absolute. I think there is validity in the "heaven/hell" concept. I also think there is validity in the reincarnation concept. Still, there is even the possibility that nothing happens. I've accepted all of things as possible after-death scenarios. That doesn't stop me from my spiritual practice. I still believe there is a power/energy greater than ourselves and I do my best to acknowledge it. My most domineering belief is that while we spend our lives trying to figure these things out, we die as soon as the epiphany hits us. I just hope by then I would have done some stuff in between that someone remembers.
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