What is sacred ground? Is it eye-pleasing gently-curving terrain meandering down to secluded springs gushing holy water? (You know what I'm talkin´ about.) Is it a cathedral or a mountain or a temple or a beach? No. Sacred ground, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. (And don't you wish you be holdin´ her?)
May I suggest an alternative pilgrimage over equally-inspiring, more-accessible geography, which Coffeetown Press has made available to the masses for less than twenty bucks. One reader called it "the guy-friendly Eat, Pray, Love." (Drink, Pray, Spank?)
So, buy my book; that's an order! I mean a book order from Amazon.com. Relish the eye candy of the virgin landscape cover photo. Gently tickle and pry open the binding. Take in the fresh scent. Run your hands over every part of every page. Then read, damn it, read, like you've never read before. This little beauty almost screams "Take me, take me now, to a place where I can be savored slowly." What I'm trying to say is: this is an artistic piece of work that deserves serious contemplation - and the book aint bad either.