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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Can't talk. Zip it. Shhhh. Wait.

Oh my gosh, there is so much I want to blab about, just spew words all over the internet, adding to the clouds of word pollution out there, but I CAN'T.  

Can't talk.  Typing.

Can't type.  Cleaning.  (wha?  Oh yes.  Yes I have been cleaning.  Somebody please check my forehead.)

Can't read.  Pulling weeds.

Can't pull weeds.  Reading.

Busybusybusy.

Wait.

Things are developing in my head and on the page.  I almost think I can see the path ahead of me and all I have to do is take the steps.  Small steps, always small, and before I know it I can't see the start line anymore.  I am tired.  I feel weak.  But squinting off into the white fog of the road ahead, I am so sure that it's the right path.  

Cryptic?  Shhhh.  Not yet.  Wait.  Please be patient with me.  It's coming.

It rained on and off all day and I wore barn boots to pull weeds in the front lawn.  The world felt right.  In the push and pull of everything around me, it's good to wear barn boots and leather work gloves and yank the offending interlopers out of the ground.  Head's in the clouds... feet on the ground.

Wait.   

17 comments:

little wanderer said...

sometimes wish I was out there pulling weeds with the wind blowing through my hair

Heidi the Hick said...

I try to do it every day. I have to get outside or I don't feel right!

dilling said...

wow...

JKB said...

me too. i love outside. at least there is that for those of us that are pony-challenged :)

Anita said...

I MISS having weeds to pull!! I will be so glad to get out of this FEMA trailer... *sigh*
The rain sounds fabulous... we haven't had rain in so long the crops are drying up in the fields...

coffeypot said...

Wait for what?

Heidi the Hick said...

I'm not really sure what I'm waiting for.

A sign?

A green light?

patience?

I'll know it when I see it?

Lynn said...

I know that feeling!! I can't quite say that my feet are usually on the ground when my head is in those particular clouds, but I do know what you mean. You have a new idea, don't you? Some unclear thing is brewing. It's trying to bubble up in your brain so it can make its escape through your fingers, eh? I know. Lovely. Scary. Magical.

When it couldn't wait anymore, I would usually get injured (a bit clumsy) in the scramble to get to my laptop. This is very exciting, Heidi. And also inspiring. I can't wait to hear what it does for you when the moment arrives. Makes my fingers itch. Literally.

I wish I had more guts. I miss that place.

Heidi the Hick said...

Lynn- you pretty much nailed it!

It's not exactly a new idea, but more like REnewed. Which is just as scary magical. I can physically feel it.

Plus I know what I'm doing with the book before. All I have to do... IS DO IT.

Things are developing in my life and changing. I just can't talk about it yet. I have work to do!!!!

billie said...

Loved reading the post and the comments - follow that bliss!

The Manic Street Preacher said...

haven't a clue what I'm waiting for but at my age the next day is a start....

Anita said...

BTW - there's an award for you at Prairie Dreams!

Biddie said...

Still waiting. You said something about Saturday????

Heidi the Hick said...

Biddie, our deck is almost done!!

terry said...

this sounds very exciting...

LadyBronco said...

Go Heidi, go!

Heidi the Hick said...

I'm going!!!!!!!