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the Obsession Chronicles

"Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake."

walking the mind clear

posted 19 December 2004

today i offer my daily walk, a story i stole from a letter to a friend, as a picture of my lovely little life...

on a bright warm Saturday morning just before winter solstice, i stocked my pesky wonderful wood stove & headed out the back door to hop the fence onto the headlands * on the south edge of my dad's property is the finger of open headlands that the Caspar community helped to make public land when it went up for sale a few years back * the bluff south of this one is covered with second houses, often blazing with light at night with nobody home, an offense against our milky way night sky, something that thankfully most people 'round here value * ahem... sorry, these are my riches: the bright stars & the good long walks *

Fresnel lens at Point Cabrillo Light House -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Point Cabrillo, 18 December 2004
Fresnel lens at Point Cabrillo Light House
leftie Fresnel lens at Point Cabrillo Light House -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Point Cabrillo, 18 December 2004

i walked south across our headlands, following the deer paths, shoes soaked ten steps into the maze of snake grass, blackberry, lupine, primrose & iris clumps * Pippin ran circles around me as i meandered a wide arc along land's edge & down to Caspar Beach * this town used to be a thriving logging town * the paths i walk every day used to be railroad tracks & there are traces of the old mill all over the headlands & up the creek below * the beach itself looks different every year as the sand, rocks, trees, seaweed, creek & tides share the endless dance of days, making me feel small in that good way again, every time *

i keep a vague track of the tides so i thought i'd be able to get across the creek without even taking my shoes off & it was perfect timing * it hasn't rained in a few days so the creek was mild & tide was low * i thought about taking my shoes off anyway, thinking of entire summers i spent knee deep in that creek * instead i let Pippin play in the water for me & wished i didn't throw like such a girl because i'd like to get him way out there where the surfers wait for the waves * sometimes it's fine i throw so badly because there are loons & sea lions 30 feet out, especially at sunset (prolly dawn too but i'm not really an early morning girl) * most nights i can hear the sea lions from my back door, a sound you can't help but smile at *

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once we get across the beach (to the end of our extended back yard) we have to walk up the road through the neighborhoods until we get to the next open finger of headlands, Point Cabrillo Light House * it has an original Fresnel lens & operates as a proper light house -- for as long as i can remember i've loved sleeping under its protective eye & i wish i could see it from my bedroom in this house * the lens really is a gorgeous thing, something worthy of those headlands * i sat & watched a sea lion, the waves, the birds & the lens sparkling in the sun, munching on some almonds & raisins, sharing with Pip, before ambling the 3 miles back on the same delightful path home *

...this is how i keep myself entertained, see? walking the dog (his most important job being to walk his mama every day) & writing, dreaming of the next real encounter with the wild... & enjoying my comfy house, i can't lie! last night, after the walk, Foxglove played a lovely concert across the street at the Community Center * it was another one of the sweet days *

armpit hair #61 -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Caspar Headlands, 18 December 2004
armpit hair #61

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my horrorscope this week
(for the week of 16 December 2004):
In 1874, a fire broke out in an underground coalfield in western China. It burned nonstop until 2004, when firefighters finally squelched it. In the intervening 130 years, 200 million tons of fuel went to waste, spewing out copious amounts of polluting gases. I nominate the denouement of this long-running drama to serve as your personal metaphor for early 2005. In January and February, you will finally douse a smoldering inner fire that has been a poor use of your ambition. This will set the stage for a fresh start. No later than your birthday, you will ignite a new blaze that's both more efficient and more worthy of you.

angel cards i just drew:
surrender   synthesis   forgiveness

what the tarot says
You will be receiving a visitor, message or insight that will open the way to greater optimism, meaning and completion.

how am i doing?
... fires, insights... i surrender already!
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my favorite crush:
...sigh *
Gwyn *
Viggo *
Salma *

Point Cabrillo Light House -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Point Cabrillo, 18 December 2004
Point Cabrillo Light House
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what i'm watching:
what do you think?
Lost
Inside the Actors Studio
Amazing Race 6
Rebel Billionaire
football (but not with much spirit)

what i'm reading:
The Secret Knowledge of Water
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leftie Mendocino Coastline -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Point Cabrillo, 18 December 2004
Mendocino coastline
questionnaire:
my answers to those questions he always asks on Inside the Actors Studio are as follows (today):
my most favorite word is surrender *
my least favorite word is deadline *
what turns me on is kissing *
what turns me off is not being kissed *
a sound i love is heartbeat *
a sound i hate is the microwave *
my favorite curse word is c*ck *
a profession other than my own that i would love to try is river guide *
a profession i would hate to try is sailor *
if i end up at the pearly gates & there is a god to greet me, i would want her to say, "Cascades or Canyonlands?" *
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leftie c'mon: Pippin's always ready to go -- photo by Sienna M Potts, Caspar, 11 December 2004
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