It’s that time of year when the cool fall breeze rustles the quickly changing leaves, and laughter and chatter rises from all around campus. It is also the time when students realize that they need a getaway from the stress and pressure of upcoming midterms, massive research papers, and all of the other responsibilities of a college student.

Tommy Neilson, a sophomore youth ministries and psychology major, has some suggestions of places for students to go during this time. He says, “On campus, I love to go to the Walton patio to hang out with people, to be outside in nature with my friends. Off campus, if I’m looking for more of an adventure, I love to go hiking at Valley Forge.”

These spots on campus have a significant effect on students. They are not just places people go to admire the scenery or hang out with friends. There is something transcendental about them; they help students cast aside their troubles and overcome their current circumstances. Connor Porter, a junior philosophy major, puts it this way: “Going to the gazebo near Doane, or just walking around campus, allows me to reflect and talk to God. In nature, I realize how minimal my problems are compared to the glory of God’s creation.” Porter also enjoys getting off campus by walking around with friends in Wayne or taking the train into Philly.

Sierra Schempp is a sophomore nursing major and student chaplain here at Eastern. Schempp enjoys walking and reflecting around the park at Eastern with people who are important to her.

As you can see from these student’s reviews and input, these places at Eastern are more than just average places. They have made a specific impact on each of these students. Places shape our identities; they become a part of who we are. The places we visit play a role in deepening an understanding of ourselves.

These are spots on campus where students have overcome struggles, experienced some of the most joyful of times and regained hope. That is why these spots are sacred. In each of these beloved spots, students have surrendered a piece of themselves. We as students should remember that a place is not merely a place, but a shelter and haven containing a myriad of memories that have been made eternal.

A creative writing piece

Fall is a pumpkin spice latte
Happiness in a cup
Fall is curling up by a bonfire
Enclosed in a thick, warm hoodie
Fall is the lily-padded pond, the old stone
The gurgling streams
Of my university
Fall is the birdsong and the crunchy leaves
A crisp carpet beneath my feet
Fall is a hammock and a good book
Fall is cool autumn air and laughter
Rising up to kiss the sky
Fall is a heavy word
Full of meaning and wisdom
Fall is newness of life
A chance to change
Fall is a run
Through wooded paths
With leaves, falling on your head
Fall is your hand in mine
And the light of your eyes
Full of promise and hope
Keeping me warm
Away from harm
A shelter from the storm
You are my favorite season
Because in this time
I am touched
By your endless forgiveness and grace
Even though the air stings my face
I will embrace
All that comes my way
Because I know that with you
I have found strength
Even when the trees are stripped bare
And the leaves turn brown
And all light seems to leave the world
I know that you will be there
And I will sing again with joy
Sunlight will dance
And I will learn to be happy again

A creative writing piece

No matter how much
You replay in my brain
You are now only a piece of film tape
And I’m the lens
Trapped inside the camera
Searching for something to capture
A beautiful moment, a breathtaking view
But no matter how much I seek
They slip through me like sleep
Now I’m lost in the dark
By my own fault
I succumb to that stiff stupor
I remember, how easily I could fade
Into the twilight sky
That was your eyes
Now since we’ve parted ways
You’re like a snowflake
That melts as soon
As it touches your skin
And I’m a pebble
Washed back into the sea
Turned and swirled over
In the foaming waves
But somehow,
Though I’m rough inside
I’m polished
On the outside
Bent but not broken
Cracked but not shattered
And so through the space and time
I will keep you
In the last text I sent
Not to crumble or gather dust
But to ferment like cheese and wine
A memory
To become more savory with time
And I will remember the
Taste of your lips on mine
Though shadows shift around me
And the wind lifts its voice
Though the sunsets’ brilliant colors
Are now a cold harsh gray
Even so
I will stay
I will fight
I will seek and find
What I’ve been searching for
All this time

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