Sweet Auburn: The Magazine of the Friends of Mount Auburn A Dynamic and Evolving Landscape | Page 20

© Matthew A. Longo, 2015 Excerpt from The Lively Place by Stephen Kendrick Getting Lost “In the last year, I have trave rse d Mount Auburn with many guides: a horticulturalist turned administrator, an advocate for green burials, a groundskeeper, a landscape designer, a historian, a bird expert, a fellow historian-minister, and many others, experts and family and friends besides.Yes, I have walked alone, but I felt that going with others would serve to deepen and enrich my experience, and help me see things I was not equipped, or ready, to see. William James called the sensory overload that a baby confronts at birth an “aboriginal sensible muchness.” I needed help in focusing, in narrowing down, in noticing specifics in the richness. Most of us are effectively sleepwalking through our days, and any encouragement to awaken and alert our senses—well, that is good. I Am adept at many things, but actually looking at what I am looking at as I pass, sadly, is not high on the list. I have enjoyed researching this book and getting to know the friendly staff at Mount Auburn— and I have even enjoyed the writing—but what I am 18 | Sweet Auburn really getting from the experience is a heighted sense of seeing this place and every other landscape in my life not only with keener senses, but with a willingness to process and notice. One of my favorite biblical words is the exclamation Behold! You don’t have to have an angel whisper it to you. This is what is being asked of us: behold. Unfortunately, it is less a grand gift than a discipline, and I have to stretch myself to keep it up. It will force me, if I stick with it, to see the walks I do every day...as the means by which I apprehend the extraordinary in the very ordinary, the “muchness” in the mundane. And it will take more than a place as beautiful as Mount Auburn to make me achieve this (though it certainly helps). The lost art of walking is often the heart of Thoreau’s essential message, as shared in one his last essays, “Walking,” in 1862. In defense of the preservation of wildness, he harkens back to the old word sauntering, surely one of the things that Mount Auburn most exemplifies. In the Middle Ages, wanderers would ask for alms saying that they were about the purpose of heading to the Holy Land, “till the children