last night i woke around midnight. Motion of the trees Startling, Wind Sound rising over pounding Rain, coming out of sleep, into awareness and laying there, listening, some seconds, and realizing i was asking Self if i was Afraid. Am i afraid?
so i lay there, listening. Wondering. I go back to N. Mex, the old house. It would be shaking, the walls. That Fence. What was fear like there? The concern for the Goats, the same, Here/There. I think of Talkie. Where IS she? and Puppie? This small house here doesn't shake. Is still, amidst the Rushing. Solid. I think...What should I be prepared to DO? I don't know.
I decided to think about the WATER seeping in. Seeping deep into the Earth here. To imagine that. Visualize that. the Seeping and i fell asleep to wake again a few times for just seconds and finally Early, before dawn when it all was quiet. Today, Rain intermittent. Goats run. Talkie trips along in her way, Puppie climbs on the roof, making her presence known...FEED ME she says, like she does. FEED me. ok.
