Hi friends. I just returned from Switzerland, and have an experience to share.
We were touring the magnificent Grossmünster church in Zürich when visitors were asked to leave so staff could prepare for a funeral.
A short time later, the Grossmünster’s bells began to toll—and continued for at least 20 minutes. The sound was magnificent, and could be heard far and wide.
Not shy, I asked a local about it, who explained that either a celebration or funeral was in progress.
Having just been at the church, I knew it was the latter.
Time stood still as those beautiful bells tolling high above a city invited strangers near and far to acknowledge a family’s loss.
Here in the U.S., loss is not revered in the same way, but I wish it was.