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.
Walking up the hill today with a longtime acquaintance, now spiritual friend, the chimes rang out through the hills. The breeze picked up as if God was sending us a secret…from my dad. When chimes ring…it’s my dad calling out. Thank you for giving his spirit a place to be free. -Danita H.
We found a place in all the noise to listen to the silence. –’18 Rochford Gang
Thank you for making this lovely path. I came all the way from Africa to see this – anonymous
This is my first time here but it won’t be my last. I’m filled with gratitude that a space like this exists for us to come to appreciate that, at the core, we are all connected.
Dear God – As I leave this overwhelming serenity in deep contemplation, keep reminding me that your arms are around me – G. M. age 97
Walking up the hill today with a longtime acquaintance, now spiritual friend, the chimes rang out through the hills. The breeze picked up as if God was sending us a secret…from my dad. When chimes ring…it’s my dad calling out. Thank you for giving his spirit a place to be free. -Danita H.
We found a place in all the noise to listen to the silence. –’18 Rochford Gang
Thank you for making this lovely path. I came all the way from Africa to see this – anonymous
This is my first time here but it won’t be my last. I’m filled with gratitude that a space like this exists for us to come to appreciate that, at the core, we are all connected.
Dear God – As I leave this overwhelming serenity in deep contemplation, keep reminding me that your arms are around me – G. M. age 97