An Origin Story

I’m on a mission!  To remind everyone of the joy of poetry.  And in particular, spoken word poetry.



Mount Feathertop via Razor Back Ridge

Sometimes if you don’t consciously make an effort to do the things you love, life passes you by.  This past weekend, I climbed Mount Feathertop with two kindred spirits.  I’d forgotten how much I love hiking – or simply being outside.  There’s something about having a pack on your back with a singleness of goal.  Perhaps it’s the feeling of unadulterated freedom,  or the joy of re-discovering the vastness of the universe.

What I love about this hike is that although it was difficult at times (some pretty steep ascents and exposure to the elements) – the goal was always in sight.  Most of the trail was above the tree-line making for spectacular 360 degree views of mountains and valleys.

We camped at Federation Hut, waking up at 4:45am to make the ascent to the summit and catch the sunrise.  It was a tough hike, but well worth the effort.  Sunrise on Mount Feathertop truly ranks as one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.

One of the take-aways from the weekend is that when the going gets tough (whether in life or in hiking), focus on putting one foot in front of the other.  It doesn’t matter if you don’t know precisely how you are going to get to your destination, as long as you know what your destination is.  Without vision, men perish.