R.S. Williams

All I want is to get the words right.

Every place is sacred

Oak, hickory, dogwood, mountain laurel, sassafras, tulip poplar, elm, sweet gum, locust—I wished I’d brought along my tree book. Frothy green ferns carpeted the ground, but not so thickly that I couldn’t see the dark, glossy poison ivy leaning into the trail. Leaves of three, stay away from me.

Hundreds of young saplings reach skyward for light. Sheltered by the mature trees, they will stay relatively small and grow slowly until those larger trees die and fall. As the saplings become larger trees, new saplings will sprout from the nuts, seeds, and cones nestled in the leaf litter. The new trees will mature, die, and fall back. More new saplings will take their places—and on, and on.

How long has this scene existed? It was here long before the trail; it will be here long after the trail. What did this hollow look like when the only people here were Native Americans? How about before the Native Americans? What plants were here then that aren’t here now, and vice versa?

Thousands of years before we were born, this hillside was home to plants, insects, animals, and people. Hunter and hunted lived and died close to one another. Over thousands of years, something or someone has breathed a final breath and lay down forever on every patch of ground we see here. Yet the beauty, peace, and calm endure. Every spot is important, hallowed, sacred.

What if we were to bring this presence of mind, to everything we do, everything we say, everywhere we travel? How different would the world be? How different would we be?

Every place is sacred—even if we choose not to think about it.

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The original version of this post appeared on Forgotten Plants & Places on 20 April 2012, titled “Every place is a sacred place”. It appears here with revisions.


  1. If this is the forested block east of Lincoln, you’d better keep your little ess out of there. It’s all Our Favorite Ivy curb to curb and up most of the trees. I mean THICKLY carpeted with the mess!!!!!

    • Rachael Sarah Williams

      July 25, 2012 at 1:06 pm

      No worries. I stayed well away from the ivy, and had on long pants. Never had poison ivy, and want to keep it that way.

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