Montana Wolf

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Me' n Alice

Hard times require furious dancing ~~ Alice Walker

I danced last night for the first time in months. I mean, really danced ~~ an outside band, leaping flames and teepee shadows amidst a fair share of drunks and stoners. It was only a matter of time. I'd taken to getting into my truck, sliding my favorite cd into the player and heading down a gravel road, as if on a trial run. A fav tune hit and I pulled over, cranked it up, jumped from the truck and danced in the road. My girlfriends know this about me. They've joined me. Even in the rain.

I wonder if this jailbreak of energy is what forced the phone to ring at 6:00 a.m.; Sandra from Thailand. Renee emailed her new poem from Dolores, CO; Em departed from a Mexico beach, on her way home to AZ. I miss my spirit sisters.

I feel doily-delicate on this pewter gray day. I'm not sure why I'm in Montana. Wolves and owls. Retreat on the Fisher River. The nesting nuthatch outside the window. I grow as attached to landscape and wild critters as I do humans. May be more. My soul plopped down and here I am.

Meanwhile, girlfriend ghosts materialize through a ringing phone and my email inbox. Johanna in Boise. Babette in Cortez. Susan in Santa Fe. Carole in Kaslo. What does it mean when Facebook becomes the conduit for community? There's no replacement for flesh. I can not smoke a cigar and grin into the eyes of Babette.

I would hop into my truck and point south, except these days a thousand miles is exorbitantly expensive. Driving on a whim used to be easy. I sit, instead, in space of no answers, not lonely, but longing. The muse is lip-smacking giddy. I want to kick her in the shins.


4 comments:

  1. Susan in Santa Fe says, "Ground Baby Ground"
    ~smile~

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  2. bkimble99@gmail.comMay 27, 2012 at 9:56 AM

    AAAAaaahhhh. This is heart wrenchingly poignant. I wonder the same thing from my own vantage point. <3

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  3. From Emilie: Love this. Yes, a good shin kick now and again may be good for muse.
    Just wish my muse would show up! That last piece came fast and furious, but since then, nothing. Need to just push. Write. Breathe. Walk. Barefoot walk. Breathe. Sounds so easy.

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  4. Not South - NORTH!!!

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