I finally got two days off in a row. My car club was having a major show event at the Carousel in Salem, and I took a vacation day to be able to have the Saturday off. The temperature was in the 90 degree range, way too hot for this whimp. I stayed about 3 hours and I had to retreat to a cooler place. I decided to drive up to Trillium and do some fishing. Very nice, no fish to speak of…what I did manage to hook were a couple of puny things. But a nice day overall, and after leaving a note for a friend, I headed home.
Sunday came and I was determined to make the most of my weekend so I headed out for the Wilson River up near Tillamook. Work had been horrific, and more than one person close to me is dying of cancer, and the past year had taken a toll on my otherwise cheerful self. My best friend moved to California, so I was kind of in a wander. I needed the relaxation and the time to put it into perspective. I decided to take a walk on the beach at Neskowin on my way up to Tillamook. It was a beautiful day at the coast!
Seeking some sort of respite from my troubles, I began to walk. Then she (?) came. She was so delicate, like a the landing of a feather that had taken flight. She was beautiful, and she stayed for almost 20 minutes. It wasnt long before I got the message she had brought me. I decided to not get self-absorbed, would express my hopes, dreams and needs to those who can help me along my journey…
Like this delicate creature, I decided that the transformation that had taken place in my life over the last year was a necessary part of my metamorphosis. I had taken flight just like this sweet creature! I have been submerged, fought my way to the surface, and struggled to take flight. I think she was trying to tell me that I have made it, I was going to be able to rise above the waves, the floatsam and jetsam, and finally enjoy my freedom in the sunshine.
Creek











