Inspirational Stories from the Blue Ridge and Smoky Mountains

Welcome to the Blue Ridge Highlander Library of Inspirational Scripts from the Mountain Cathedral. We hope our messages inspire and motivate you to listen to the voice inside all of us. When we follow the true voice life is so much more full and blessed. Below is a photo and short description about each story, click the photo or title to go to the full story. New stories will continue to be added, so check back occasionally to enjoy the new additions.

To embrace the true meaning of Christmas you must embrace pure unconditional love itself. Although, the nature of unconditional love and its purpose often confounds the logical mind.

As mere mortal beings, we did not create love instead we are the product of love's good intention. We all strive to be embraced with the warm and nurturing qualities of love, yet often it eludes us....read on...

This is a message of Hope for the upcoming year and beyond. In our quest for a relevant story we were quite perplexed because of the current times.

Inspired by an abstract thought to ponder on. "There is light at the end of the tunnel" a cliche, but but one with meaning, and something we do believe, we were inspired to write this story, one that we got more response than any before....read for yourself....and gain your own sense of Hope, Faith and the Light at the end of the Tunnel.

A Merry Humble Mountain Christmas This Christmas tale is several stories in one, our purpose is to take you back to the true essence of Christmas.

Christmas can be the most wonderful time of the year where truth and love can set you free, as the fictitious character George Bailey of Bedford Falls discovered in, "It's a Wonderful Life." Like ole' George found out, the holidays can be trying for those who are burdened with heavy responsibilities, challenges or troubles.

We know that this is a very busy time of the year for everyone, but if you take the time to read the entire story, you will be happy you did. It might just change how you view the holidays and bring a new light and joy to your life. read on...

A New Beginning...the Promise ...There are signs of greater life all around. I find myself continuously being drawn outdoors, not just for the sake of working in the yard, but a chance to explore and experience. Spring is a time to reflect on new hopes and dreams, a time to plant new seeds. Although, it takes more than skilled hands and a sharp wit to plant these seeds.

Tears of Fairies ...Howdy! I'm Nathanael O. Smith. I've lived in these mountains all my days, wouldn't ever dream of leaving here, my ancestral roots are here to stay. I've been telling tales and hearing tales all my life, its what my family and neighbors have been doing in these parts for generations. Tales about pioneers and the folks that arrived here directly from the "Old World." Some of my fondest tales have been about the Cherokee people, they're really the first mountain people, and they lived here longer than time will tell.

Dream Visitors ...When I hung up my worldly footwear for a pair of pathfinder boots, I began a journey that would lead me through the deepest recess of my mind, body and soul. These early years of my search for enlightenment were exciting times of untold wonders.

The Hands of Time...Mountain poem, They roll across the heavens like great gray and white sails, suspended on masks held up by the wind. Bolts of white line fire, collide with the earth, forming a flag's insignia against the ominous sky.

Winter Solitude...a Holiday Tale...It's late December, a time when peace becomes a focus to reach for, yet seldom achieved. I like to do a little wood carving during these quiet times, nothing fancy. It helps me reflect on the months that seemed to have passed by so quickly. A time to take my thoughts away from a world of material goods and a chance to look into the spirit of the human soul, its goals and purpose.

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