Sunday mornings always comes with a feeling of a lost sacred place. Going inwards is not always a good substitute for communal worship although the worshipping communities I have had most experience with doesn't know much about sanctity. Our modern swedish society doesn't know how to build sacred places. They are perhaps somewhat better in Finland. The most recent place I can come to think of with this quality in Sweden is
Skogskyrkogården and it was created between 1917 and 1920. The name translates to
The Forest Cemetery. And now there are neither frost nor leaves.
