This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme -an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt: ‘begin with a two-letter word,’ with bonus points for ending with one, as well.
I know; it’s been a while since I showed up to wade in the Stream of Consciousness Saturday waters. I was a bit swept away by Other Things, and never quite made it here. Now, though, I feel a sense of equilibrium, or at least a current I can ride with a bit less effort, and so here I am.
It’s good to be back!
More or less coincidentally, two of my morning journaling entries began and ended with two-letter words, so, today, I’m going to simplify my life by sharing them with you. And here’s a neat little piece of synchronicity:
When I finished transcribing both journal entries, they amounted to 333 words – one of my all-time favorite numbers!
My Intentions Journal: The prompt was to describe a time when I successfully faced my fears, and to consider lessons from that experience that might help with current Scary Things. Here’s today’s exploration:
In the case of the Mooney Falls descent, I was so terrified I was sure I would fall and die. I was terrified to do that part of the hike at all, but my boyfriend, who had lived at the Canyon for years, said that it wasn’t to be missed when we were already on a Havasupai hike.
How did I face my fear, that time? By inches. By clinging to chains secured to the rock face by railroad spikes.
By trusting my lover, who went before me, and physically guided my booted feet into each foothold, because I could not look down.
Oh, and by being positive that I was going to die.
If I was going to die, what did I have to lose by trying?
I didn’t die.
Instead, in one of the turquoise pools below, my lover proposed, and I accepted.
I can’t say if he would have asked, if not for the ten miles spent hiking together into the canyon. Or if I’d been unwilling to face my fears, and trust him to keep me alive when I was afraid past rationality.
Maybe; maybe not.
I can say that taking that chance, and placing my trust in the man who’s now been my husband for nearly 19 years, changed my life.
And it changed me.
And from my freewriting journal, dated today:
I’m moving along.
Ideas are popping up all over, like dandelions in a freshly mown lawn.
I’m reading, writing, blogging, and critiquing. Today, I’ll add in some home and yardtending.
Tomorrow, Lise is supposed to get her kitten, so today is about getting her room ready for the new arrival.
It’s also the last day of this ROW80 session, and I’d love to tick a couple of items off my list, move several forward, and start one or two more before midnight – my cutoff for the update.
And, since tomorrow will be rainy, I’d love to do some more weeding – all the while letting story worlds and ideas simmer in me. =)
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