Sacred America: The Emerging Spirit of the People


Sacred America, in lucid and poetic prose, is the story of ordinary people who have dared to follow and trust the voices of their own souls in the midst of everyday life in the United States. It is also the story of another America, one not seen on the nightly news. What Roger Housden finds on his journey across the country suggests to him that, contrary to popular belief, the United States is among the most creative and spiritually vibrant cultures on earth. Sacred America is ...

See more details below
$16.40 price
(Save 8%)$17.99 List Price
Other sellers (Paperback)
  • All (1) from $12.09   
  • New (1) from $12.09   
Sending request ...


Sacred America, in lucid and poetic prose, is the story of ordinary people who have dared to follow and trust the voices of their own souls in the midst of everyday life in the United States. It is also the story of another America, one not seen on the nightly news. What Roger Housden finds on his journey across the country suggests to him that, contrary to popular belief, the United States is among the most creative and spiritually vibrant cultures on earth. Sacred America is his proof.

Just as Alexis de Tocqueville set out across our country in search of democracy, so too did Housden, an Englishman, travel throughout the United States in the waning years of the twentieth century in search of this country's heart. He discovered that, despite or perhaps due to the moral turpitude of Wall Street and Capitol Hill, the spirit of the American people is flourishing. Americans are continually redefining what it means to be human, what they want from democracy, and, most important, how a democratic society is an expression of the sacred.

As an outsider, Housden was both surprised and impressed by what he found — the extent to which the aspirations, genius, actions, wisdom, and compassion of people in all walks of life are woven into the social and cultural fabric of America. For Housden, this presence of Being in the midst of everyday life, rather than in formal places of worship (though he found it there too), is reinventing what a sense of the sacred means for the American individual at the turn of the millennium.

Sacred America acknowledges that a spiritual materialism prospers here to an extent that would stagger any European mind; spiritual techniques and teachings have become major product lines along with everything else. Yet Housden also finds a genuine human spirit flourishing, found in small-town Wyoming, on a bus ride to Manhattan, on a remote Indian reservation, in an artist's cave in New Mexico, in the life of a letter carrier in California, and even in Hollywood. Further, he finds groups of people coming together to share their various faiths in a truly open spirit: at Wellesley College in Massachusetts; among the politicians of Washington, D.C.; at Habitat for Humanity; at a retreat center for ex-cons in North Carolina; as well as in churches, at an Islamic conference, in Buddhist meditation centers, and in the traditional Hispanic faith in northern New Mexico.

What is significant, Housden discovers, is that no one is in charge of this emergence of the human spirit. No one is doing it. This other America — so different from the image that much of the world holds of this country — is not a cause that you fight for or a movement orchestrated by any religious or spiritual denomination. It is something at work, Housden suggests, in the collective psyche. It is something we participate in, rather than direct or control. A broader intelligence is at work not as some external force acting on us but from within us as a collective. It is changing the way Americans feel about themselves, restoring a sense of meaning and moral authority to the wellspring of individual conscience — Housden calls it the intelligence of the knowing heart. Sacred America is emerging, Housden concludes, as that growing community of individuals who are interconnected not by the external dictate of creed or culture but by the prompting of the heart's intelligence.

Read More Show Less

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
Jean Houston author of The Passion of the Possible Roger Housden's exhilarating journey deep into the heart of the new America of Spirit demonstrates an extraordinary fact: The spiritual center of the world is now in the collective soul of America. Housden is a prophet of what will become, in the next ten years, so huge a growth in spiritual awareness as to precipitate an ontological shift in human consciousness. Sacred America is a truly splendid achievement.

Marianne Williamson author of Healing the Soul of America Sacred America is an inspiration from start to finish. In stunning, visual prose, with the lives of ordinary individuals and communities as his material, Housden brings to light the intelligence of the heart that lives in us all. This is authentic, democratic spirituality for the twenty-first century.

Coleman Barks author of The Essential Rumi Roger Housden wanders far and listens deeply to sound the spiritual depths of our culture. Beautifully written, with a keen European sensibility, this important book honors the uniqueness of the American spirit in a way that perhaps only an outsider could do. There are stories here to read over and over.

Larry Dossey author of Prayer Is Good Medicine Amid the chaos and materialism of contemporary culture, a spiritual renaissance is emerging. Roger Housden, like de Tocqueville in the nineteenth century, chronicles how these changes can be found in every niche of our society. This book is good medicine — a powerful antidote to the doom-and-gloom scenarios that abound at the turn of the millennium.

Jeremiah Abrams author of The Shadow in America Sacred America is one of the finest books I have read in years. Roger Housden, an Englishman, uncovers the inner lives of ordinary Americans who inspire us not only to follow the call of our own deepest loves and longings but to have faith in our common future. This is storytelling of the very best kind.

Peter Coyote actor and author of Sleeping Where I Fall Roger Housden's wonderful book is the perfect antidote for those falling into depression about the condition of our national spirit. Far from the Beltway and the centers of media, he has found honest, natural spirituality blooming vigorously among the people, despite the toxins of our public life. Turn off your radio and TV, put the paper in the cat box where it belongs, and tune into Sacred America for a real spiritual education and a shampoo for your soul.

Wayne Muller author of Sabbath: Restoring the Sacred Rhythm of Rest In Sacred America, Roger Housden uncovers a groundswell of ordinary seekers who astound, delight, and inspire us with their simple wisdom and everyday faith. In illuminating the seeds of spirituality that are growing throughout the land, Housden gathers us into a deepening, sacred family.

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Housden, a British author and leader of spiritually oriented tours, here narrates his personal journey through the religious landscape of the United States. His tour--a clockwise circle from Billings, Mont., to San Francisco--does not claim to be exhaustive. He does not seek out conservative Christians, Mormons or Hasidic Jews (although he does meet a man expelled from the Lubavitcher rabbinate for promoting LSD). Housden's sacred America embraces instead the mystics, seekers and individualists of American religion. Many are like himself: New Age entrepreneurs making a living through inspirational speaking or corporate retreats. Others have started nonprofit organizations to bring prayer to prisons or introduce troubled youths to Nobel Peace Prize laureates, or have founded meditation retreats along the continuum between Thomas Merton and D.T. Suzuki. Still others are ordinary people possessed by a passion for Rumi or a conviction that God is working through them. Housden's account is brisk and readable but short on context and analysis. The distinctive qualities of different confessions blend together, although the reader may not be convinced that Housden has observed a single national "spirit." Framed by his very personal response to everything he encounters (at one Midwestern meditation center he weeps for the death of Princess Diana), the book reads like an unedited travel diary of a likable, curious, slightly starry-eyed visitor. (Nov.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
British chronicler Housden (Sacred Journeys in a Modern World, 1998, not reviewed, etc.) makes a mixed contribution to that honored genre, the American travelogue, by traipsing across the country with his eyes on the spiritual. The US, he believes, "holds the seal of the sacred for the next millennium." Housden's cast of characters is an intriguing bunch: Jewish renewal devotees celebrating Rosh Hashana in the Catskills; green-conscious architects in Charlottesville, Virginia; leftist evangelicals in D.C. Housden introduces us to Doug Conwell, the leader of a program that takes people with AIDS walking in the wilderness; Millard Fuller, the founder of Habitat for Humanity; and Eddie Hauben, a Jewbue ("Jews who practice Buddhism and observe all the Jewish holy days"). Taken together, Housden's assorted spiritual snapshots reveal a varied, vibrant, and idiosyncratic sacred America. Unfortunately, Housden overemphasizes the idiosyncratic. Where, one wonders, are the Episcopalians, the Southern Baptists, the Orthodox Jews? Where are the believers whose beliefs Housden, in his ecumenical indulgence of everything left-of-center, cannot embrace? And how can one offer a portrait of spiritual life in America without a trip to Salt Lake City? Housden imagines he is a latter-day Tocqueville, but he is deceived. Worth skimming, but don't confuse Sacred America with the definitive portrait of spiritual life in the US.
Read More Show Less

Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781451683691
  • Publisher: Simon & Schuster
  • Publication date: 12/31/2011
  • Pages: 272
  • Product dimensions: 5.90 (w) x 9.30 (h) x 0.80 (d)

Meet the Author

Roger Housden is a writer, explorer of sacred traditions, and leader of contemplative journeys in the Sahara, India, and the United States. He gives inspirational talks on the theme of Sacred America and also public recitals of ecstatic poetry from the world's spiritual traditions. Sacred America is his eighth book. For information on his books, journeys, talks, and recitals, visit his Web site at, or e-mail

Read More Show Less

Table of Contents



Chapter One: High Plains Sun Dance

Chapter Two: Midwest Meditators and Monks

Chapter Three: A Very New England

Chapter Four: Boston: A Different Kind of Bottom Line

Chapter Five: Rosh Hashanah in the Catskills

Chapter Six: New York Visions

Chapter Seven: Engaging the Spirit in Washington, D.C.

Chapter Eight: Salaam D.C.

Chapter Nine: The Lawn at Charlottesville

Chapter Ten: North Carolina Kindness

Chapter Eleven: Georgia and the Theology of the Hammer

Chapter Twelve: Gethsemane Abbey, Kentucky

Chapter Thirteen: A Christian Ashram in Oklahoma

Chapter Fourteen: Boulder: The Spirit in Education

Chapter Fifteen: The Crestone Community, Colorado

Chapter Sixteen: Santa Fe: Art as Joy

Chapter Seventeen: Easter in Old New Mexico

Chapter Eighteen: Cry Freedom in the Desert

Chapter Nineteen: City of Angels

Chapter Twenty: A Season for Nonviolence

Chapter Twenty-One: Whidbey Island

Chapter Twenty-Two: Feminine Spirit in Action

Chapter Twenty-Three: Larger Than Life in the East Bay

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Techno Mass

Chapter Twenty-Five: San Francisco and the Frontiers of Faith



Read More Show Less


Introduction The America of my (English) imagination was born when I first came to breathe the big open spaces in 1965 on a $99-for-ninety-nine-day Greyhound bus ticket. I was twenty. Somewhere in Texas, a woman sitting next to me, learning that I was from Britain, asked whether we spoke English there. She was hardly typical, of course; yet in that moment I had realized my foreignness; and how, indeed, I spoke a different language to the locals. And as clearly as the plains I could see through my window, that woman's question showed me how large America was; as large as the world in the minds of some of its inhabitants. I traveled all over the country on that ticket, and many subsequent visits have deepened the colors and complexity of the America in me. For more than any other place in the world, America is a country of the imagination. It has lodged itself in the minds of people everywhere as a living symbol of the best, and also the worst, of civilization at the start of the new millennium.

This, my most recent journey in the United States of America, really began in India -- if anything begins anywhere. I had been in that wonderful, terrible country for several months in 1995, researching a book on the survival of the sacred in India. As I sat by the Ganges in the holy city of Benares on my last day, the thought suddenly struck me -- one of those thoughts that come from behind, or from beyond the periphery of vision: India, for all its living spiritual wisdom, is not the land that holds the seal of the sacred for the next millennium. That country is America. From that moment on, the desire to explore that intuition for myself would not let me rest until I came here.

My traveling instinct is partly due to an inherent caste of character, but also to my having lived a life on that tight-lipped, cultured, crowded, little island called Britain. Its civilized, decent air has always impelled me to explore the wildness of the untamed earth -- in the Sahara, in India, in Africa, and in the American Southwest. Its reserve, its gray light, its intelligent self-consciousness, has led me to seek wilder company; people who would turn their lives, not on the axis of a sensible plan, but on some love song heard in the bones.

There is much about England that Americans appreciate -- its roots, of course; its gentility and civic dignity, which still exist even now; its architecture (if you go to the right places); its theater and music; the ancient tenor of the land. Yet England is not, for all its qualities, a praising country. It rarely praises itself, and others even less. Least of all does it celebrate what is beyond the daily round; the wonder and awe of being human. The air is thick with centuries of caution, with vested interests; with jaded symbols and customs, all of which together conspire to foster a vein of cynicism which is skeptical of visions more open to the unseen than the seen; to the future than to the past.

America, on the other hand, is still the country of irrepressible and -- for most Englishmen -- infuriating enthusiasm. And its enthusiasm (meaning, literally, filled with the breath of a god) extends not only to making the fastest buck with the least possible effort, but to visions of a deeper, as well as brighter, possible future. Yet what the world sees of America on cable television is only a flicker of the original dream. Those pioneers who were both naive and reckless enough got high on the promise of cheap land and a vote at the ballot box. Freedom for them meant the right to smash and grab, and American capitalism now propagates that same creed across the world, sanctioned by the power brokers in Washington. The glamorization of crime and violence and their sale by Hollywood into the global marketplace is what you'd expect from a culture that prizes getting what you want above all else.

This is the American dream that much of the world has bought with so many tragic consequences. The result is a global disdain for the environment, moral relativism, the denial of any reality and value other than the material, a frenzied consumerism, and the dreary standardization of technological civilization. Faced with such a dismal picture for the future of Western civilization, English caution, even its cynicism, is invaluable.

"If democracy is to have a universal resonance," said Vaclav Havel in a speech at Stanford University, "it must discover and renew its own transcendental origins. It must renew its respect for that non-material order which is not only above but also in us and among us, and which is the only possible and reliable source of man's respect for himself, for others, for the order of nature, for the order of humanity, and for the secular order as well."

This, however, is the other America that I discovered on leaving India, barely acknowledged in the rest of the world -- yet it has always existed. While some pioneers dreamed of external conquest, others dreamed of a life founded on new values, free of the tired symbols and myths of the Old World. While the wagon trains rolled west in the nineteenth century, others stayed East and traveled farther in their minds than any horse could take them. The aspiration to a better life had an inner as well as an outer direction, and this deeper impulse, founded on the urge for the good and the true, has always been at the heart of what America stands for.

America is still one of the most religious countries in the world, with over ninety percent believing in a god of some kind, and this religiosity has always colored the nation's own view of itself. The flag that represents God's Country, and even the symbols on the dollar bill are sacred images of possibility, pointers to the next step toward being more fully human. This is why Americans, even if they do not articulate it in so many words, and in spite of everything that points to the whole experiment going horribly wrong, feel in their bones that there is something sacred about the United States of America.

Emerson, Thoreau, and Whitman all sang the glory of a beautiful America yet to come. Their dreams are still in the making, but if they were here at the dawn of the twenty-first century they would be as inspired as they would be horrified. They'd be horrified, of course, by the state parks turned theme parks, a lame government, the media mediocrity, the stultifying sameness of Main Street, the dearth of imagination in the arts establishment and in civic life. Yet I believe they would be truly inspired by all the ways that the human spirit of grassroots America is pushing itself up through layers of institutional concrete like so many irrepressible sunflowers.

After traveling the length and breadth of the country during one of the last years of the twentieth century, I genuinely believe that People's America is not only alive and well, but despite, or even because of the moral turpitude of Wall Street, Capitol Hill, and city hall, it is taking vigorous steps to redefine what it means to be human, what democracy means, and how a democratic humanity is itself a natural expression of the sacred.

When you put the two words Sacred and America together, most people think of the land. And they are right. The land here, its wild reaches, great scale, vast contrasts, still, in many places, restores humanity to its proper, humble scale. Its majesty, beauty, unpredictability, its sheer otherness can strike awe and wonder, even dread, into the receptive heart. Throughout my journeys in what I have called Sacred America, the sheer presence of the land has stalked me everywhere. Yet my emphasis in this book is rather the people who live here: the aspirations, genius, actions, wisdom, and compassion being woven into the social and cultural fabric in such a way as to reinvent what a sense of the sacred means for the contemporary individual.

For while almost every American will admit to having some form of belief or even experience of the numinous, neither that nor what might be called sacred is necessarily defined by a religious framework. Rather, in an immigrant's land of experiment, synthesis, and the forging of personal meaning from subjective experience, individuals and groups of individuals are finding for themselves new layers and subtleties of meaning to the term. Retreat centers -- especially Buddhist ones -- are flourishing in America; many churches are thriving, and not just the evangelical or fundamentalist denominations. The old traditions are increasingly willing to learn from each other in the democratic American climate, as well as to rearticulate their wisdom for a contemporary secular culture; I have met monks who have been behind monastery walls for thirty years who are studying to be Reiki masters.

Yet this is the world's first unapologetically secular culture, and the sacred, if it is to mean anything, must also be understood within the context of everyday life and activity. If the human spirit is everywhere, so are its deepest values and insights. And being America, it is not surprising that the spirit blows in a highly individual way. I have found it in Hollywood; in Washington; in corporations; in people whose business is money; in a cave in the New Mexico hills; in a one-horse town in Montana; in an educational program; among ex-convicts; in a bus driver as well as behind monastery walls; in churches; and in Native American ceremonies. Countless people who have never been near a retreat center are finding their own deeper meaning spontaneously, through their own revelations, as well as by responding in new and imaginative ways to the social zeitgeist, its opportunities and sufferings.

Practicality is central to the American genius. The capacity to apply good ideas (as well as bad ones) and materialize them in a workable way has marked American culture from the start. Like every gift, this one has its shadow, in this case the propensity for turning absolutely everything into a marketable commodity. Spiritual materialism prospers here to a degree that would stagger any European mind. Transformation, or spiritual rebirth itself, through any number of unique methods, has become a major product line, which points to how unhappy people must be with who they are already. Yet among all the marketing ploys, the need to make a buck, the personal aggrandizement, the desperate craving for anything to fill the gap in an empty life, I have found that the practical genius of America is, even so, expressing the deepest aspirations and insights of the human spirit in any number of tangible forms. These forms are determined, not so much by an organization, religious or otherwise, but by the genius of the individual for the common good.

What is significant is that no one is in charge. I mean that no one is doing it. This other America is not a cause that you fight for, it is something at work, like a new configuration, in the collective psyche. It is something we participate in, rather than direct or control. As when the Berlin Wall came down by itself, a broader intelligence is at work -- not as some external force acting on us, but from within us as a collective. In that sense, the old ideal of personal spiritual salvation through individual effort no longer holds up in the same way. It never was, anyhow, a full representation of the Christian ideal. It is deeply Christian to recognize that we are all in this together somehow, and the effort of one can only be for the whole; the transformation of the whole, in the end, is what will see us through. It is the soul of the world, the anima mundi, that is being transformed, as much as any one individual soul; and yet that transformation is happening, paradoxically, through us as individuals.

"We are preparing the way for a global democracy," said Vaclav Havel, in that same Stanford speech, "but that democracy cannot emerge until there has been a full restoration and recognition of the moral authority of the universe." The moral authority of the universe is what is beginning to make its presence known in countless individual and collective initiatives around this country. There is no manifesto other than the small voice of conscience that the universe -- the soul we all share in -- uses to speak in and through us.

This book, then, is an exploration and celebration of this other America as seen through the eyes of a foreigner; the America of the human spirit as it is emerging in its many guises throughout the country today. That spirit can rightfully be called sacred when it is in the service of something greater than itself. Just think, as you are reading these lines now, there is a group of women in Boise, Idaho, unknown to anybody, who are busy at work making their peace quilts. When they are done they send one to a senator. Over fifty senators have slept under one so far. As Brother Lawrence said, "It is not necessary to have great things to do. I turn my little omelet in the pan for God."

Copyright © 1999 by Roger Housden

Read More Show Less

Customer Reviews

Be the first to write a review
( 0 )
Rating Distribution

5 Star


4 Star


3 Star


2 Star


1 Star


Your Rating:

Your Name: Create a Pen Name or

Barnes & Review Rules

Our reader reviews allow you to share your comments on titles you liked, or didn't, with others. By submitting an online review, you are representing to Barnes & that all information contained in your review is original and accurate in all respects, and that the submission of such content by you and the posting of such content by Barnes & does not and will not violate the rights of any third party. Please follow the rules below to help ensure that your review can be posted.

Reviews by Our Customers Under the Age of 13

We highly value and respect everyone's opinion concerning the titles we offer. However, we cannot allow persons under the age of 13 to have accounts at or to post customer reviews. Please see our Terms of Use for more details.

What to exclude from your review:

Please do not write about reviews, commentary, or information posted on the product page. If you see any errors in the information on the product page, please send us an email.

Reviews should not contain any of the following:

  • - HTML tags, profanity, obscenities, vulgarities, or comments that defame anyone
  • - Time-sensitive information such as tour dates, signings, lectures, etc.
  • - Single-word reviews. Other people will read your review to discover why you liked or didn't like the title. Be descriptive.
  • - Comments focusing on the author or that may ruin the ending for others
  • - Phone numbers, addresses, URLs
  • - Pricing and availability information or alternative ordering information
  • - Advertisements or commercial solicitation


  • - By submitting a review, you grant to Barnes & and its sublicensees the royalty-free, perpetual, irrevocable right and license to use the review in accordance with the Barnes & Terms of Use.
  • - Barnes & reserves the right not to post any review -- particularly those that do not follow the terms and conditions of these Rules. Barnes & also reserves the right to remove any review at any time without notice.
  • - See Terms of Use for other conditions and disclaimers.
Search for Products You'd Like to Recommend

Recommend other products that relate to your review. Just search for them below and share!

Create a Pen Name

Your Pen Name is your unique identity on It will appear on the reviews you write and other website activities. Your Pen Name cannot be edited, changed or deleted once submitted.

Your Pen Name can be any combination of alphanumeric characters (plus - and _), and must be at least two characters long.

Continue Anonymously

    If you find inappropriate content, please report it to Barnes & Noble
    Why is this product inappropriate?
    Comments (optional)