Fwd: The Wind

So......Sitting outside and hour ago in the dark stillness, stars brilliant watching a satellite track the sky. The wind came up briefly as if to say "good morning", then stillness. I close my eyes as my coffee steams and listen to nothing. Morning meditation, listening to God, Spirit...as I understand or don't understand. The answers always come most clearly in the still......The wind returned in a short puff and my eyes opened.

I remember a time in my very early twenties, snowmobiling with a friend, outside Pocatello. In the mountains, making our own tracks in the new snow. Nipping on blackberry brandy laughing. Mike was a lineman and had a couple of pairs of pole climbing spikes. We went up a couple of "Old Ones" until the branches stopped us, tied off to the branches and tossed the bota bag back and forth. Able to see for a hundred miles in the clear air on the mountain top with a pleasant buzz from the brandy and green veggie matter we smoked, the wind came up.

At first the laughter as we hung on, swaying slowly in the same direction. The gusts became constant and windblown snow was in a flurry all around us, instant ice on the mustache is a good indicator to get out of the wind. Mike's tree made a loud crack as our weight made the wooden horse top heavy. The mutual vision of screaming men on broken treetops, poofing into the snowdrifts brought our eyes together. Without saying the word "down", we took the express elevator. The wind stopped as soon as the drunken laughing snow angels were made on the snow near those trees. Not to mention yellow snow.

I have always paused and listened to the wind. There is so much to hear.........


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