I then made it past the community of Cedar Bluff and was once again getting exceedingly thirsty (with no restaurants or gas stations in sight) when I came upon a local Porsche dealership. Just imagine their employees’ surprise when a Peace Pilgrim entered their showrrom that day – a Peace Pilgrim who had walked all […]
“Constantly stopping to explain oneself or one’s endeavors often expands into a frustrating burden for the rare individual who has chosen to move against the currents of the norm, so ceasing to do so is like finally dropping all the weights and floating towards his destination. And in that moment those who insincerely misunderstand, those […]
“Contentment for any sentient being is a constant flow between playful construction and painful deconstruction, undulating from every hampering past into each new liberating ‘now.’ The permanent potential to be at Peace ever escorts life’s meandering flood of twists and turns, sometimes caressing the velvet sand of gentle beaches and sometimes smashing into the harsher […]
“There comes a time in your life when you can no longer put off choosing; a time when you must choose one path or the other. On the one hand you can live safe and be protected by people just like you, and on the other hand you can stand up and be a leader […]
I was already well aware that racism and hatred (and all similar forms of ignorance) were (and still are) rampant the world over. And yet it was always quite shocking to see the same so brazenly advertised – naked and out in the open for all to see & know; as if those doing that […]
This particular day was filled with long stretches of droning walking sprinkled with regular encounters with local religious misinformation – the former trudged onward diligently by yours truly; the latter provided freely by almost every single church I came upon along the Way. There was the Marantha Church of the Harvest that proclaimed “God’s Grace […]
“Our Earth is a perpetual symbol of hope and an infinite provider of grace. And so it is that we should all walk across her in humble reverence – always purposefully, like we are going somewhere, yes, and yet also ever attentively, as if we are caressing her very Soul with each footfall … Tourists […]
And then it was that I made it to the small city of Loudon, and joyfully crossed the Tennessee River to enter the same … “Thinking of the unstoppable strength of its unceasing current, a river is both always moving and yet somehow ever in the same place as well. And we are all so […]
I had found a book on the sidewalk while crossing the previously mentioned Loudon Bridge into town – a book titled “A Different Kind of Classroom” by Robert Marzano; a book that I then fittingly left on a bench in front of Loudon High School; a school that was ignorantly paying public tribute to all […]
And then it was that I came across the Bethany Baptist Church, where I saw more than a few cars in the parking lot and entered to ask for a glass of water before flowing onward along my Way. And yet to my great surprise, some sort of communal potluck dinner was underway, and pastor […]
Every morning is a glorious morning; another wonderful time to be awake and alive – and yet this particular morning held a special sort of beauty; a glowing wonderment that had to be felt in person to be in any way truly known or understood … “If there is indeed nothing new under the sun, […]
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