Blog Block

That part of me that really wants to be a writer is suffering greatly. Clearly, that part of me needs to connect to my brain, and to my fingers and transfer itself into letters, words, paragraphs... something to read. maybe even something that would MEAN something.

But, alas, i have blog block. There are times that i feel OH, I should write this down, when my brain has a thought. Usually there is no computer near by as i'm either walking the river road, or driving down Lower Valley Road...

Driving home from Kaitlyns house - almost sunset, around 9:00 p.m. - summer finally got here and dinner was fine. I was listening to my ipod, the folk genre mix... mostly a lot of Bruce and other folks that fill my soul. Driving down lower valley road at an incredibly slow pace just gulping in the beauty of this place. Bald eagle startled me out of my trance - swooped in front of my car, banked just in time up and to the right and then straight up. He leveled and followed along just coasting, soaring, and then banked left up and over me and settled into a wheat field. How their wings just stop gravity and they land so softly. It made me feel so heavy and clumsy, and completely earth bound. and so we are. earth bound.

I felt a little better when i happened upon the deer. she was earthbound too... i startled her out of her trance. she popped up out of the grazing strance, tension filled her legs, eyes darting, alert. She watched as i crept by her, slowing all the while to take in her beauty, her stature. She was majestic, small yet powerful, sinewy. I don't think she was afraid of me... but who knows.

I made the turn on the cut across highway, heading for Bigfork. in front of me the mountains hanging on to the last bit of snow, trails of it melting down and filling up the Flathead. To my left, up North, i could see the not-so far off peaks of Glacier National Park and to my right the mountain ranges - the Swan and Bob Marshall - meandering down to the horizon, tiny hills finally, flattening out and smoothing into prairie.

I never thought that this valley would touch me the way that it has. My friend Art and I call it Oh My God Beautiful. Everywhere you look you just think that - oh my god, it's so beautiful.

There is no place else that i would rather be right now. I feel at home. it's been a long time since i've felt that. home. and if it has to include feeling earth bound i'll be more than happy to be bound to this part of the earth.