Reflections Shared by Visitors
Journals are placed on benches where visitors can make a comment, draw, or share a thought.
The following visitor reflections were gleaned from these journal entries.
A thin place, as described in Celtic Christianity, where the veil between heaven and earth is very thin. Thank you for this sacred, thin place on my 48th birthday. –Joy from Ashville, North Carolina
Third time here, this time with my husband on our one year anniversary. Came here out of love to help with the fence, came here to celebrate love, and FELT love. –Emily
The winter feels so long because there is no place like this to go and renew my spirit. Today I walk slowly.
We found a place in all the noise to listen to the silence. – 18 Rochford Gang
Hear the rustle of the wind in the trees.
Listening is the key.
Watch the eagle fly in the sky.
Pausing just a moment to see.
Feel the warmth from the early morning sun
As nature wakes to a new dawn.
Watch the fawn in the meadow frolicking free.
He has no troubles, why should we?
Hear the rustle of the wind in the trees.
Listening is the key.
Watch the eagle fly in the sky.
Pausing just a moment to see.
Feel the warmth from the early morning sun
As nature wakes to a new dawn.
Watch the fawn in the meadow frolicking free.
He has no troubles, why should we?
– N.G.
A thin place, as described in Celtic Christianity, where the veil between heaven and earth is very thin. Thank you for this sacred, thin place on my 48th birthday. –Joy from Ashville, North Carolina
Third time here, this time with my husband on our one year anniversary. Came here out of love to help with the fence, came here to celebrate love, and FELT love. –Emily
The winter feels so long because there is no place like this to go and renew my spirit. Today I walk slowly.
We found a place in all the noise to listen to the silence. – 18 Rochford Gang
Hear the rustle of the wind in the trees.
Listening is the key.
Watch the eagle fly in the sky.
Pausing just a moment to see.
Feel the warmth from the early morning sun
As nature wakes to a new dawn.
Watch the fawn in the meadow frolicking free.
He has no troubles, why should we?
Hear the rustle of the wind in the trees.
Listening is the key.
Watch the eagle fly in the sky.
Pausing just a moment to see.
Feel the warmth from the early morning sun
As nature wakes to a new dawn.
Watch the fawn in the meadow frolicking free.
He has no troubles, why should we?
– N.G.