I. Lying in wait. On the savannah, on the plain, in desert sands and next to humid river beds, the predator lies in wait. Something has given off its scent, awakened its hunger. Fully awake now, the lion follows the scent, alerted to the herd’s presence. He watches, determines which of the […]
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Natural Habitats
Posted in Books, Cats, Fantasies, Fear, Lions, Love, Lust, Midlife, Natural World, Romance, Savannah, Sexuality on August 7, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
Dances with Worms
Posted in Animals, Children, Fear, Film, Rain, Youth on April 18, 2014 | 2 Comments »
The post-rainfall Wisconsin worms were fat, long, everywhere. It took forever to walk to school those days, as I methodically calculated each footstep. To avoid squishing them, releasing even more of the pungent earthy smell I hated. To avoid accidentally cutting one in two, creating two separate worms that would live where there once was […]
Definition of a Good Day: My Father Didn’t Die and I Didn’t Kill my Mother
Posted in Acceptance, Aging, Anger, Daughters, Death/Loss/Grief, Fathers, Fear, Friendship, Meditation, Writing on January 30, 2014 | 2 Comments »
Some days, “goodness” is defined more simply. A break in the weather. Errands completed with relative ease. My son has a good day at school and responds by my 4th nagging request to get off the computer. My husband returns from his 12-hour day energized and fatigued, rather than exhausted and depleted. I manage to […]
Low Tide
Posted in Acceptance, Beaches/Tides, Existential, Fear, Natural World, Vulnerability on November 29, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
I walked away from the bonfire, toward the bay, toward the horizon, except there’s no horizon after dark. My rain boots crunched and squished along the rocks and shells and sand, and as I walked further out, sank a bit with each step. This was sand rarely exposed to air. I walked among pools of […]
Getting Lost
Posted in Children, Existential, Fear, Mothers, Parenting, Wisdom on September 7, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
The topic of the lecture was to find the good in the unexpected, the benefit of having to veer off one course and, before plotting the next, experience the freedom of getting lost. To set out without knowing where one is going. To wander for 40 years, if need be, before making one’s way to […]