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My sacred space is at a monument in a cemetery. The site is fairly large and has a family buried there with my last name, but it is not my family. A large marble set of stairs leads to a cross supported by a globe of grey marble. I sit on the steps and contemplate whatever situation is facing me at that moment. I have sat there and seen foxes and other small animals pass by oblivious to my presence as I sit quietly and ponder........ I take the special people in my life there to see my "spot" and let them know if there is ever a time that no one can locate me that I will be right there-----sitting and thinking........