Thanks to dear friends, Suzy and I went to a Kruger Brothers concert Saturday night. For those of you not familiar with the Kruger Brothers here is a link to their website. https://www.krugerbrothers.com. They are fantastic. Equally as fascinating is their story. They were born and raised in Switzerland, but ultimately moved to North Carolina. They followed the music. I was taken aback when they began to talk about North Carolina’s mountains as being their home and a “sacred place.”
Their words and music reflect a deep and abiding love for a sense of place and home and caused me to think about my own life. As a child my family moved a lot because of the Korean war and my father’s work, but I felt “home” when I returned to my birth home, Little Rock, in high school. Once there, I never thought I would live any other place in my life than Arkansas, and for the longest time that was the case. Arkansas still is a sacred place to me, but circumstances have changed where I now live.
Over the last ten years, North Carolina has become a sacred to me. The mountains, the beaches, and Charlotte are now home, and I am fortunate to call two states sacred. Which causes me to think that whether a place becomes sacred or not depends on me. When I lived in Cumberland, MD. I was able to find a few sacred spots.
During Lent I need to spend a little more thought about my sense of place and making wherever I am at the moment “sacred.” Whether I find myself in great places such as Arkansas or North Carolina or not, I need to work at finding the sacred wherever I am. Where is your “sacred place?”