On the morning of the Autumn Equinox, the sun streaming through the fog in the mystical Nantahala Forest outside my window beckoned me to grab my camera. So I hurriedly put on my shoes and threw on my jacket over my pajamas and scampered outside. Surrounded by the forest, my closest human neighbors are half a mile away down the dirt and gravel mountain road near the peak of Brushy Fork’s ridge in the Greens Creek community outside Sylva, NC. The serenity and silence are heavenly. What happened over the next half hour was one of the most incredible displays of Nature I have ever experienced. I believe that God puts people and places in our paths. On >>
Night Night Nantahala
From the ridges and the knolls To the hollows and the coves, Night night Nantahala It’s time for the dark. There’s a pattern that beckons The darkness To cover the forest at night. When the moon and stars overhead Signal the nocturnal time is at hand. In the morning the sunlight Streams inside the cathedral Illuminating the land within. Good morning Nantahala Land of the noon day sun. Your day has begun. Magical shafts of light beam through the branches To the forest floor. Sending the light of truth To the world below. Awaken and listen to your hearts And find the truth within. Lift up the world With your voice and Let Love >>
