I left Minneapolis feeling like this
honestly it had been a LONG winter
a pounding series of events that left my heart
and my brain
and my margin
worn just a little too thin.
Nothing catastrophic in the real sense of the word.
more like the slow dripping sort of tension
that makes snow in May even worse than usual
the sort of thing that brings new meaning to cabin fever.
Where you wake up and have to choose joy
choose to do the next thing.
Because, in reality, that is life sometimes
Not just my crazy over the top one.
And now that season is loosening -
like the snow it is melting and
I can breath a sigh of relief
stretch my legs a little
straighten my back
bring my eyes up out of the daily grinding battle
and look back into the hills.
It is good.
I am free.
I am always free
because I have confidence in who I am at the core.
so that when the winds come
and the darkness deepens
and the storms that seem to last forever settle in
I am not afraid of loosing myself.
I might get tired
I am always me.
No matter what.
And Spring always comes.
(Six hours and 1600 miles after leaving mn my smile is back and my shoulders are dropping....feeling the winter melting away in the Seattle sunshine and sangria!)