A goal of mine is to take some time near the beginning of every month and get away for a minimum of two hours and sometimes more. This is my way of checking in every so often on the most important things in life. I can write about that today because I completed that goal for this month yesterday.
There have been a couple of favorite places that I have gone in the past that really help me put the world away for these few minutes. One is the national cemetery where my father is buried. The other is land owned by my friend Randy Elrod full of rolling hills that is going to become an artist development retreat soon.
For whatever reason, neither of those places was the right place to go yesterday. So part of my journey became finding "just that right spot." A few different people I know have been up to Sewanee, TN. Its about an hour drive from home and sits near the southern tip of the Appalachian Chain of the Smokey Mountains. I got up to the top of the mountain and intentionally turned left rather than right and decided I would follow the signs to the South Cumberland State Recreation Area. The Visitors Center was a few miles down the road and there I found out that this recreation area covers 10 distinct sites scattered over 4 counties, so I headed for the closest one.
What a pleasant surprise awaited!!! I drove a few miles more to the Grundy Forest State Natural Area located near Tracy City, changed shoes, found a trail-head and started walking. Within a half-mile I found this waterfall and took a seat. There I sat for a couple of hours on the Fiery Gizzard Trail (only in Tennessee can you find a trail name like that).
My routine is usually to be quite and listen first. Then I might read or write or dream. Yesterday I was quiet then I read some great stuff from Calvin Miller's A Hunger for the Holy. The most striking quote for the day was:
Most of our hurriedness is really a cover for sloth. When we cram our calendars with appointments, we may delude ourselves that we are busy. But busy about what? We are tending the whirligigs of the trivial--afraid that if we stop, we might actually come face to face with the emptiness of our lives.
If you haven't been to a state park lately, we've got some great ones here in Tennessee. Check them out at http://www.tennessee.gov/environment/parks/. If you haven't taken more than 30 minutes to be alone, meditate, question, listen, find solitude, contemplate, rest in nature, I encourage you to put it on your calendar right now.