Color catches eye
Autumn takes center stage now
Slipping summer’s grip
~ Emily C.
All photography mine. Took my Rebel to the lake today for some “real” photography, in part inspired by Meg’s earlier post. I had been neglecting my camera camera. Beautiful day for it.
And of course, there would be a flamenco couple dressed to the hilt having their professional photography done on the dock. Stunning garb and so beautiful when she spun her skirt.
Red orbs shimmering,
Whipped cream art swirling beauty…
Sorry! Just one piece.
~ Emily C. 9.2.17
I’ve not been around much as life has been busy on many levels. I haven’t been writing a lot, and I haven’t been reading on WP. I’ve been trying to squeeze the last few drops out of summer, while still managing my vestibular therapy needs. I’m probably overdoing myself some, but soon will be back in a rhythm, I hope. Having to keep moving for my brain to compensate, and spending 1.5 hours a day on my therapy exercises, means I have little time to sit, and reading and screen time are not comfortable on my brain.
At least a few times a day, I get a first line for a poem popping into my head. I haven’t been listening much, nor writing them down. My attention has been on friends and family, summer, and my health.
I do hope that I still have the words and that when I listen, I will be producing more like I used to. Right now, I’m filling my real life with memories and moments out in the real world to sustain me through the upcoming year.
For example…spent time in North Bend recently, an hour from Seattle where they film Twin Peaks, both the original (which is on Netflix) and the new season (which I can’t watch since I don’t have Showtime).
The Salish Lodge at Snoqualmie Falls is always beautiful. It’s long been a staple day trip for me growing up, and just happens to be where they film for Twin Peaks but in the show it’s known as “The Great Northern Hotel”. They have luxury world class accommodations and dining, and while I’ve never been able to afford staying there, I’ve eaten there and it’s amazing.
Then there’s Twede’s Cafe, or in the show it’s known as the double R, or RR2Go. Been coming here my whole life, too, for some diner fare and a slice of cherry pie. If you know the main character, Agent Cooper, his tagline is that he loves the cafe for it’s “slice of cherry pie and a damn fine cup of coffee.” Well, it’s true.
It’s a beautiful area and I’ve spent many a summer visiting. Snoqualmie is a neighboring town with quaint shops, the oldest operating train station in the country with a charming museum, and a backdrop of the foothills of the Cascade Mountains. Picturesque and charming.
Many a time I have run up Mt. Si in North Bend, the foreboding and dominant peak that is so prominently looming over the town. It’s a beast, but provides an amazing view. I like the way down better. Takes a couple hours to run up, practically 45 degrees, while other hikers look at you like you’re crazy (you are), but the way down is like 40 minutes. Just don’t slip and fall in the snow like I did once. That hurt.
Thank you for your support as always, and I will check in with your writing when life returns to more of a normal pattern.
I hope YOU are all out and away from the computer for a bit and taking in your summer sustenance with nature and people as well.
Much love, always!
Choking hazy smoke
Another red sun looming
Free me on sailed sea
~ Emily C.
Day 6: Smoke is still here. I can smell it in the house when I opened the bedroom door this morning to the hall where it’s an obvious contrast. But, then sitting in the house, one acclimates to it.
I have been running HEPA air purifiers with brand new filters round the clock, and have only opened the doors briefly in morning or night to let the cool air in for a bit. And even THAT has been enough to make it smell smokey in here. Check out my filter picture, the one on the left was new on Thursday. The one on the right is unused. Look at all that dirt caught in only 3 days. Crazy! Glad its in there and not my lungs, but I do feel it a bit anyway.
The first two pics are from Sigma Shreedharan again. Yucky air makes for great art!
The third pic is mine off my back deck at sunset. We are still dealing with heat, but it’s only in the high 80s instead of high 90s now. After the 4 feet of rain we had this winter, I didn’t think I’d be desperate for a raincloud, but here we are. 🙂
Side note: my Mac’s trackpad has been causing issues and making my cursor go berserk in a scary way. So, I haven’t been able to use it and all my poetry bookmarks are on that one. I will be delayed even more in catching up on your awesome words. But, in time will be trying my best to catch up.
Also back to my vestibular therapist tomorrow. Still working my way through that, but definitely not as acute as I was. The new exercises have been a challenge for my brain on top of the environmental triggers lately with the heat and smoke. Looking forward to clean air and improved health.
Miss you all and thank you for your steadfast support.
Sliding down burning rope
into darkened depths
of glimmering hope…
each level descended,
I shatter in scope
— breaking layers
one by one —
leaving the past
behind in my wake
of tormented times.
Freer and freer,
deeper and deeper
where wings were.
I do not fear
~ Emily C.
Hello friends. Just a quick note to check in. I continue in my recovery and healing from my own challenging year, and then the grief of Chris Cornell’s death. I needed to detach from obligations and expectations this last little while to really truly shed layers of stress built up. I am finally…fingers crossed/knock on wood…seeing glimpses of my happier self shining through (prior to Chris’ death). It’s been a daily consciousness kind of thing, and really listening to my needs, making them known, saying no, and living in the moment.
On that note, while I have been writing some, I’ve had to breathe from the reading here a bit. Today, I have spent all day trying to visit and catch up on as many blogs as I can. I am also working on not apologizing for things that don’t need apologizing for, so I won’t say I’m sorry for not being around, because my health needed the break. (Being a people pleaser is part of what has caused so much stress to begin with.) But, I will say thank you for your continued support and love. Especially to those who have reached out during my grieving.
I think after a year of constant daily writing, my brain needed space. And honestly, I think that it will mean that I have a wellspring built up to produce more words when they are ready. I need(ed) to allow myself the time.
Love to all. I’m always in awe of your talent, passion, beauty and friendship. And while we all need time away, I doubt I could ever stay away for long.