
The Cumberland Plateau is one of my favorite places in Tennessee. My husband’s family were original settlers in Fall Creek Falls area. Before I met my husband, I had recurring dreams that I was in a place similar to Spencer. When he took me there for the first time, it felt like I had been there before. I’m not sure how I feel about past lives, but I’m am pretty sure there is a connection. When thinking about past lives we often wonder if we were a priestess, or priest, rich or poor, good or bad. I prefer to think about the land that might have held us.
When I am in walking among the trees, or driving through the plateau landscape, it’s about the color green. From a distance, off towards the horizon, everything is blue.



