Saturday, April 30, 2011

one for dd

The blooming world
appears in you,
a raw and breathing
field of grace,
the color of smoke and sky,
of sacred fire
and birthing earth.
The ferns speak
a fresh language today,
a whispered call
for you to feel your own
gentle holiness,
abiding in the skin
of your feet,
the bones
of your hands,
and in the holy map
of your spirit’s
patient walk.



  1. A beautiful poem and lovely tribute. Your words remind me of the Southern Mountains in the spring and takes me back years to when I was hiking the Appalachian trail

  2. Thank you. did you hike the entire thing? I've only hiked parts of it. which part of the Southern Mountains?
    I would also love to hike the Bartram Trail one day.

  3. Hey, do you know much about Everett Ruess, by the way, Sage? a fascination of mine, he is.

  4. I don't know Ruess--he sounds like an interesting character--kind of a pre-Breece D'J Pancake (he's an interesting writer that took his life at a young age). I don't know why, but googling Ruess, I thought of Pancake.

    Yes, I have hiked all the AT between 1983-1987--there are blog posts about doing it (including some on N. GA) in my blog. I think it was 85 when I did the Georgia part.


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I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at or