Bedrock & Paradox

I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

Out of the hole

Before I stick my head back down in it. This has been my motto for the past week:

Problem is how to get the ball rolling. I spent all weekend struggling with writer’s block over testimony for a committee hearing next Monday. Yesterday I finally broke through the dam, and life suddenly seemed so much better.

M and I went for a hike, and out for dinner.
I’m off to Helena again tomorrow, if I am productive enough today perhaps I can do an overnight trip on the way home, getting back into Missoula late Thursday afternoon.

Perhaps. The inertia of productivity is still hard to get started. I can recognize when I’m getting into one of my traps with it, but when quality of product is high stakes, I still haven’t mastered how to get out easily. The inner adventures continue.

Speaking of which, Skurka’s got something coming up:
Chris, look for him on the trail in March!

DaveC

2 responses to “Out of the hole”

  1. Jill Avatar
    Jill

    Wow, what an incredible trip. Thanks for the link! Erin and Hig are coming to Juneau at the end of this month. I'm excited to meet them, and learn just the simple matter of how they got around the Lynn Canal. The scope of this Alaska-Yukon Loop is beyond comprehension.

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  2. Dave Harris Avatar
    Dave Harris

    Is Skurka for real? That trip is so intimidating I can't even wrap my pea brain around it. 4500 miles, no trail, winter to winter, crosses a road every, what, 500 miles?Fascinating. Thanks for the perspective (that I am so small!).

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