Shackled by Harold Stearley at https://earthwalkingworld.wordpress.com/2021/06/29/shackled/
“Yesterday I got a call from the outside world,
but I said no in thunder.
I was a dog on a short chain,
and now there is no chain.”
Jim Harrison, Montana poet
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Moving On – The Medicine of the Deer by Harold Stearley
I was unlacing my boots at the end of a long day. As I zig-zagged the laces in reverse to free them from their hooks down towards my ankles, I could feel the heat escaping, the pressure lifting.
Loosening the remaining half of the laces that extended through the half dozen grommets to the boot’s toe, I then lifted them, one at a time, off my feet and let them drop to the floor with an oh-so familiar thud.
My right ankle throbbed.
Ten hours on the road wasn’t that bad because I love being in motion, but I was in Bear country now. Absolutely everything had to be emptied out of my car and carried to my room. And I had packed for four months. More than I needed on a daily basis, but I was prepared. As were the Bears.
Bears are smart.
They’ll tear up a car trying to get to a cooler, even if it’s empty. Nothing that emits an odor can be left behind. Leave a tube of sunscreen in the glove compartment and you’ll awaken to one ugly mess of an automobile.
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Reculer Pour Mieux Sauter by Harold Stearley
The title to his post, like most, should immediately tell you what I will be writing about. Or at least give you a clue. And I must admit that sometimes my writing veers way off course and can be meandering through multiple topics that my weird brain somehow links together.
Hang on for the ride. 😊
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Reconfiguring My Blog . . . And My Reality?
By Harold Stearley at Earthwalking
So, I took a short break from writing after my most recent experience in having my words ripped off. That sounds funny, almost literal, as though the page I had written upon had been torn from my journal and pasted into another’s. I suppose that’s as literal a vision as it gets here in this digital world. One of mysterious computer languages. Encrypted hieroglyphics. Translated. Captured.
As of the day of this writing, I had actually begun working on another travel story but my mind was pulled in multiple different directions.
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Wow! Lately things have been a bit crazy for my mind. Or maybe it’s like this all the time. 😊
All the cylinders are firing at once as I’ve been working on multiple things.
New residence Ideas. New ways to combat health issues. New ideas for travel destinations. A “Castle of Memories” and sorting through many of those memories in picture form. Deep Introspection.
So many things I want to write about. It’s left me in a state of confusion, and a sort of passive paralysis.
In the background of all this mental masturbation are the insane politics the US is going through, and the needless, self-generated, social unrest.
You can empathically feel the tension. The anger. And it is all so unnecessary.
It’s just a little hard to concentrate right now.
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