Day 122a: Ever groggily onward … (August 29, 2019)

I was still pretty exhausted when I rose from the bench in front of the vet’s office and stumbled back out onto The Road, and I actually found myself sleep-walking for significant intermittent swaths of Old Frederick Road until I finally entered the town of Mt. Airy and snoozed for another hour on a Starbucks […]

Day 122b: A not so subtle Sainthood … (August 29, 2019)

I continued on Old Frederick Road and found myself wondering aloud how we can know when a road is dangerous when walking alongside a major Interstate would have been a far safer & smoother alternative. I then saw a sign for the Damascus Road Community Church and decide to head up its long drive to […]

Day 122c: Into & through New Market … (August 29, 2019)

“That the soft overcomes the hard, and the yielding overcomes the resistant, is a fact known by all, and yet practiced by so few … Always say Yes to the moment in which you find yourself, and do so most potently by engaging the greats Good you can obviously Do therein. In truth, what could […]

Day 122d: Like a meteor to Love … (August 29, 2019)

“Traveling the dusty highways in the glaring midday, when the light was at its most piercing and the shadows their most cowardly, I look out along the veering dirt tracks that joined the main road at intervals; each of them undulating away gently into the distance; slow streams of destination more than wide enough to […]

Day 122e: One additional Instant … (August 29, 2019)

And then it was that I spotted my second dazed butterfly along the roadway – and then it was that I gently saved him from further harm by setting him down well away from oncoming traffic. I don’t know how much longer he made it, of course, and yet I do know that that one […]

Day 122f: Finding more family in Frederick … (August 29, 2019)

I then passed the Monocacy Valley Church (“Living out God’s passion for People” sounded nice, bus wasn’t that claim at least a bit pretentious?) and walked both into & through the town of Spring Ridge before I finally saw the city of Frederick on the horizon. I made it quite easily into the center of […]

Day 123a: Having faith in the Doubters … (August 30, 2019)

And then once again I am back out on The Way, this morning acutely remembering that even poorly performed Peace Walks (i.e. those that are sprinkled or even ladled with whining or frustration or pseudo-arrogance or even a regular failure to courageously witness to The Way) get “automatic A’s” – as long as the walker […]

Day 123b: Agreeing with The Man of all men … (August 30, 2019)

I thereafter flowed into & through the town of Feagaville, where St. Francis (like myself) had openly turned his back on the cruelty-laden greed of The Cullers cattle farm … “Commercial agriculture can only properly survive within pluralistic American society if the farm is completely rebuilt in harmony with the greater values with which it […]

Day 123c: Remembering the real Boss … (August 30, 2019)

Here, I noticed once more the interesting phenomenon of WMWMW – White Men Watching Mexicans Working. I to this day find it so odd (if not slightly disturbing) that all over the world this dynamic plays itself out in various forms: where members of the local upper class (far more often than not made up […]

Day 123d: Cooler waters, warmer Words … (August 30, 2019)

I then made it to the New Hope Orthodox Presbyterian Church (on the side of Jefferson Pike Rd, about halfway between the city of Frederick & the hamlet of Jefferson), where the newness of its (to me at the time unknown) denomination piqued my curiosity enough to have me knocking on its door. Pastor Francis […]

Day 123e: Smoothly running through all signs to Stop … (August 30, 2019)

“The best moments in our lives are never the passive, receptive, or relaxing times. No, the truly best moments of our living ever occur when a person’s body & mind are stretched to their limits in a voluntary effort to accomplish something noble and difficult and good.” ~ Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi “If you’re going to try, […]