Haiku Day Three

 

pumpkin haiku
photo by Della McGee

Immersed in the past
Old memories can haunt you
Someone call a priest

Yesterday I went to a funeral.  A whole bunch of memories got stirred up as people shared stories. Last night I had strange dreams and I awoke with a feeling of being haunted by the past.  It was one of those dreams that clings to you several hours after you’ve awakened.  It’s like a thickness that surrounds you.  Something intangible but definitely there.

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Maiden Mother Crone

womb (1 of 1)Entering the void

You welcome us

Into the Womb of Creation and Mystery

We remember our bodies are the Earth Herself

We remember our blood is sacred

We remember our breath is the Breath of Life

Only when we are ready and willing do you

Birth us back into the world

Born again to You

Maiden

Mother

Crone

The Unexpected Journey

snow man (1 of 1)
Photo Credit:  Della McGee

As many of you know, I recently moved to Ashland, Wi.  I left my life in the Twin Cities and began anew.  One of the ways I have been settling into this new life is through nature photography.  I have always found peace in nature.  From the moment I step into the woods my energy shifts and my soul lightens.  Well, usually that’s what happens.

Yesterday, my hike took a different turn.  As I pulled up to the trail head I immediately noticed there wasn’t a bathroom in sight.  It took me over a half hour to drive there so I already had to pee when I arrived.  I knew I would have to find a friendly tree to squat behind as soon as I could find one.

Once I finished my potty break I started down the trail.  I was excited as I had never been to this spot before.  Right away I could see that there wasn’t many flowers, which are my usual choice to take photos of.  As I continued on my journey the wee little gnats began to gnaw on me.  In my haste to go on my adventure I forgot one of the most essential things to bring on a north woods hike, bug spray!  In my case, a bug deterring essential oil.

The trail was muddy, windy and gnarled.  Needless to say I could barely look up from the path or I could have easily tripped on a tree root.  By the time I made it to my destination, a waterfall, I was a bit disappointed.  There were people down there who were smoking cigarettes and generally killing my nature vibe.  I did get a few shots of the waterfall but the bugs were keeping me from spending any more time there than necessary.Lost Creek Falls, Cornucopia (1 of 1)

As I walked back to my car I was reflecting on how not all nature hikes are sublime.  As miserable as this hike was, it wasn’t a total bust.  I got a great aerobic work out and it was a lovely drive there and back.

P.S. – The photo above of the snowman in the moss was early on in my hike.  I looked down and there it was just hanging out.  I have no idea why it was there or how it had arrived in the first place.  I think it was a foreshadowing of my entire adventure.  Not every thing happens as expected.

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The Unknown

Boardwalk at Prentice Park Ashland
Photo Credit: Della McGee

The Unknown beckons me.  “Do you want to see what awaits you on the other side,” She asks?  “Yes!” I cry, as I put one foot in front of the other. . .

Will I be swallowed up in the Great Mystery.  Or will I be birthed into something new?

 

 

Seeds

seed

Wondering if I’m lost or if I’m found?

Found more likely

as more and more light shines forth

with each seed planted in my heart