Saturday, January 31, 2009
Up on top
Here is what the wind was doing on top of the mountain yesterday.
Blowing away the snow under a thin crust and then once in while blowing away the crust, shards of ice blown away, tumbling over the snow, shattering to 'dust'.
Ah, and that's how i feel today.
I cuddle up to Don and cry a bit. He knows this and laughs.
That's good, because I am not sad.
It's that darn 'raising a child' thing again. i think.
I have so much fear there.
I am the mother, i am the mountain.
I cover my child with a warm blanket of snow.
Then comes the wind,
shatters it all,
exposes it all.
My child, who is not a child anymore,
Stands there tall like the mountain,
He withstands the wind.
Ah, where did that come from? Thanks to those who inspired it.
I only know, when i feel an emotion i have trouble with, I go there right away.
Today in this new form.
In the past i have experienced; dealing with my fear, everything works out.
Of course it is very scary for me to say this, that it works out.
Because i'll never know.....
It's maybe a mothering thing, having to let go of her child.
I will still go to the bottom of that, but to go to that depth, i can't sit here at the computer. I'll let you know.