When I turned 43 all three of my sons went to summer camp for the first time. And with all the boys out of our big suburban house, my husband and I were able to take our first real vacation. We borrowed a back seat full of gear from a friend, and headed to the Blue Ridge mountains to camp and hike.

My life was never the same.

lisa-creech-bledsoeEach year, I waited impatiently for that one week of stunning beauty, of peace, mossy trails, spotted thrush songs, and wonder. I started to discover the names of wildflowers, and learned how to find and navigate trails not always on the maps… I experienced what it means to be on a trail in a wilderness or backwoods area, I figured out what really needed to be in my first aid kit, and I bought my first water treatment gear and a decent day pack.

And soon I began to think what our lives might look like if we lived full time in these ancient Appalachians, rather than just vacationing here.

It took us four years to change our jobs, graduate two of our three sons, and find a tiny cabin in the mountains where we could live.

This has changed everything.

I experience life in a different way in these Appalachians. For perhaps the first time in my life I feel grounded, nourished, and inspired in ways I never did before.

This website is my place to share what I see, what lifts up my heart or makes it hammer with fear. Appalachian Ground is my place to find the root and center of things, and celebrate the gifts I find there…

If you’re looking for my professional work, you can find me at LisaCreechBledsoe.com.

Many blessings from the mountain.


Photo: The image at the top of the page is Peak mountain, where we live. The picture was taken by my youngest son, using a drone hovering directly above our house.