Wishful Ducklings

I thought I’d begin my sojourn as a writer for A Sense of Place with a bit of discussion of the particular place I find myself in now, and how I wound up here… Recently John Beckett asked “Where are you from?”  and relatedly, “where do you feel at home?”  I’m from north Georgia, just across the state line from where he grew up, and like him I find that glorious southern Appalachian landscape stays with me wherever I go. ... Read more

Different And The Same

Over the past week I have been in Amsterdam, The Netherlands; Glasgow, Scotland; London, England; and now I am in Manchester, England. The rain has followed me everywhere. I can see by the news that each place has gotten sunny after I leave it, so the rain must be following me around like a lost puppy. But the rain isn’t the only thing that seems to be following me around. Lately I’ve been dogged by wisps of deja vu every... Read more

A Light That Never Goes Out…

I saw my first Beltaine fire in a Paschal flame. Eighteen years ago now, I think, though I do not trust my own accounting.  My friends had returned home to family but I remained, for my family was far away and I wanted, instead, to wander the long rock outcroppings and listen to the sea. I went for a time to a Christian college in Cape Ann, Massachusetts.  This is not that story, for there is little to tell: a... Read more

Clutha

Clyde, Clydeh, Clydhe, Cludha. The waters rise up, envelop you, take you down. Cold at first, oh so cold, but your core temperature drops, As he makes you his own. Warm now, in his embrace, you see for the first time, the history of this place. The visions play before your eyes, Scenes of battles, scenes of peace. Lives of dear friends in a dear green place. A foreign God, a man from the south, the true tales of a... Read more

Disenchantment, Enclosure, And ‘The Burning Times’

“Slave owners knew that to master a human being, no matter what his race or color, all you need to do is strip him of his identity, his land, the strength of his culture and the memory of his ancestors.” From the Film, The Language You Cry In I have thus far spoken of Disenchantment in general terms, providing modern examples of how it relates to specific places and how Capitalism is sustained by materialistic conceptions of the everyday.  I’ve... Read more

Some Walk Away

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Clutha

When I’m here in Glasgow, I attend an open public circle at each of the major holidays. At each ritual, the name Clutha is invoked, spoken of as the Spirit of this Place, but for some reason, it that name had never quite settled into my bones before. At our Spring Equinox ritual, the name echoed in my soul in a new way. It reverberated in my mind as I left the park where we meet. It wound its way... Read more

What We Built From Ruins, Part Four

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What We Built From Ruins, Part Three

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Lessons From D.C.

Last week I was in Washington, D.C. for work. My trip there was both difficult and good. I learned many lessons during my travels and during the time I was in the city. One of the lessons that I am still processing is about the intersection between pre-existing stereotypes about a place and the actual spirit of that place. It’s not that I have a clear understanding of this issue yet, but I still think that it’s worth discussing publicly... Read more
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