Time and the River
“me oh my, how the time does fly | time and the river keep a rollin’ on by” That phrase of a refrain by John Hartford has flowed in and out of my mind for decades. Just last week I … Continue reading Time and the River
Category: Stories
Transmutation
These are days of delights. There is nothing like Spring awe, the soul stirring of birdsong and blooms. Amidst sad and scary news the trillium unfold, holy and hopeful. As I witness this wonder, I ponder my own unfolding. June … Continue reading Transmutation
Keeping myself in the story
Everything I write is about me. My choices around what stories to study and share are informed by my connection to them. Yes, everything is interconnected. I embrace that truth, while exploring the specifics which expose my position in systems … Continue reading Keeping myself in the story
Numbers vs. narratives
The onset of the pandemic and quarantine in 2020 inspired a deeper awareness of my relationship with my neighborhood, leading me to extensively research its history. On the land of the Anigiduwagi (Cherokee) is Asheville’s census tracts 2 and 3, … Continue reading Numbers vs. narratives
my own oppression
Recently I was returned to a felt sense of my own oppression. Through intentional choices and good fortune, I’ve finally been able to shape my life so the majority of my interactions are with people I trust. Connecting with an … Continue reading my own oppression
Montford & Stumptown Stories
When I last wrote, it was wonderings on water. Today, I am examining earth; specifically the patch of soil upon which I live. The rooted love I feel here. My spirit holds so many stories of this place, stories I’ve … Continue reading Montford & Stumptown Stories
Sinkhole revelations
My mind keeps drifting to the big sinkhole on the corner of Montford Ave and E. Waneta. As I understand it, water has long flowed through that area. My heart throbs in a particular way as I picture the spot … Continue reading Sinkhole revelations
Grief and gratitude
This year I’ve spent a lot of time walking around my neighborhood crying. The more I research the history of the place where I live, the more pain and loss I uncover. Processing that pain has become a central part … Continue reading Grief and gratitude
Remembrance, remembrance, remembrance
Gratitude to those who are organizing these essential opportunities for remembrance. They are critical to creating a community where such violence and exploitation is impossible. Buncombe Community Remembrance Project Markers Installation “In order to move forward, we have to confront … Continue reading Remembrance, remembrance, remembrance
Nourish Hope
Friends, as I’ve mentioned, I’ve been using my personal writing time for a long-term project, and have not had space to write for this site. In lieu of an essay, here are two recently released treasures to fortify your heart, … Continue reading Nourish Hope
Ami Worthen 