“Behind the hum and drone of our daily living, there rests a persistent and wild longing for something we cannot easily put into words. It is a quiet drive – a subtle but sonorous whisper – that feels like a call to impulsive adventure; to watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains, or sipping coffee […]
I was starting to get close to Lexington when I came across the most unusual political sign; a sign apparently touting Charlie Kostelni to become (or remain) the region’s “Buffalo Supervisor.” I mean, it made sense in one way for a supervisor of buffalo to be a Republican (seeing as how the United States more […]
And then I came once more to another crossroads, and took The Way up and into town … “Let your life (and your Love) be like the weather – fully interconnected, and yet just as fully unrehearsed … For such a Love is stronger than both fear and hope. Indeed, if you can limitlessly adore […]
I made it easily into Lexington proper thereafter, and just as easily to the Rockbridge Regional Library, where I was surreally greeted by a most appreciative group of employees and volunteers; each one in their own right just as impressed by The Walk as anyone I had met before. Cali and Michelle were more openly […]
The ladies at the library had mentioned how wonderful the local Blue Phoenix Cafe was and even called ahead to let the owner know I was coming over for lunch. And indeed when I arrived there a great warmth exuded from both the space itself and the people therein. Amenie (the owner) was exceptionally kind, […]
I had been offered a small handful of Air B&B overnights during my Walk up to this point, and yet the one I was offered here in Lexington proved to quite special indeed – and not because of the quality of the lodging or the softness of the bed or the deliciousness of the food […]
“Mere traveling, he realized, was like a slow dismemberment of the body. It plucked the heart out of every journeyer and split it into pieces, leaving a bit of itself behind wherever he happened to go. As such the mere traveler ever became fractured thereby – homesick and fatigued and frustrated. And even after he […]
I eventually made it to the town of Fancy Hill and pulled into the Pink Cadillac Diner for a glass of water. Darien (the waitress with whom I first spoke there) was quite enamored with the entire idea underlying The Walk and manger Erin was so astounded by the same that she told me to […]
“When I’ve lost my way or when I am confused about a particular path to take, I pause and remember that all the answers I truly need I already possess. They are often deep inside my heart, yes, and yet they are ever there nonetheless. Just like you, I am naturally creative, resourceful and brave […]
And then I passed by another depressing casualty of callousness – a bastion of barbarity – a festering cultural wound that is so often found in places like this; places frequented by the vapidness of tourism and the vanity of mere tourists. There is nothing educational in imprisoning the innocent, my friends, just as there […]
I then eventually made it to Natural Bridge State Park, dedicated by the State of Virginia to honor & preserve the astoundingly beautiful 215-foot tall, 90-foot span of natural bridge that has been carved out of the surrounding limestone – slowly, over eons – by Cedar Creek. The land surrounding the bridge was once owned […]
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