The Wild One | Terry Tempest Williams "There was a woman who left the city, her family, her children, left everything behind to retrieve her soul. She came to the desert after seeing her gaunt face in the mirror, the pallor that comes when everything is going out and nothing is coming in...she did not know the woman in the mirror. She took off her apron, folded it neatly in the drawer, left a note for her family, and closed the door behind her. She knew her life and the lives of those she loved depended on it. The woman returned to the place of her childhood, where she had last remembered her true nature...the intimacy of the small canyon that for years had loomed large in her imagination...the rock appeared as draped fabric as she placed her hand flat against its face. ...She shed her clothing, took out her hairpins, and squeezed the last lemon she had over her body. Running her hands over her breasts and throat and behind her neck, the woman shivered over her own bravery. This is how it should be, she thought. She was free and frightened and beautiful. For days, the woman wandered in and out of the slickrock maze. She drank from springs and ate purple fruit of prickly pears. Her needs were met simply. Because she could not see herself, she was unaware of the changes--how her skin became taut and tan, the way her hair relaxed and curled itself. She even seemed to walk differently as her toes spread and gripped the sand. ...[one] morning, when the woman awoke, she noticed that the cottonwood branches above her head had sprouted leaves. She could go home now." "Red: Passion and Patience in the Desert" Terry Tempest Williams Art: Erika Chappuis How do you re-connect to your wild soul? What places move you, inspire you, help you to remember? ~EZ ☾ Elena Zubulake ~ Occupy Menstruation sweetearthwisdom
Posted on: Mon, 12 Aug 2013 18:48:32 +0000
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