From the Big Apple to Walden Ridge

The best time to practice going quiet is when the world around you is more or less already in a natural state of silence. In the early morning, and upon arising, and just before you go to sleep are the most likely times to yield the best results. But as you’ll no doubt come to discover for yourself, anytime is the right time to go quiet. In 1854, one hundred years before I was born, Thoreau wrote thewords that would become the theme of my boyhood. I read his work that was available from my public library and Iroamed the mountains around my hometown, camping and fishing and hiking.

Once I drove the backroads on a Sunday afternoon, returning home from Gatlinburg & the splendor of the Smoky Mountainsand stopped and touched rocks I had touched when I was twelve years old and the man who had only a few days before been in the Big Apple in the midst of millions of peoplewas all alone on Walden Ridge his boyhood mountainand I reflected on the irony of that and smiled as I treasured those special words once again. “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”

I reckon I could not have had a better life. When I worry sometimes or become too impatient, I am quite ashamed of myself.Then God forgives me for my indiscretion and soon I find that I forgive myself. Then we both laugh about it.

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