Wind…..

You can't photograph wind....

In contrast with snow-silence now comes the wind-screams. All night the wind found some aperture which sounded like a banshee, a chain-saw, a dentist’s drill, the hound of the Baskervilles. All night….

Although Ted Hughes was talking about the Yorkshire moors in his poem Wind, it could be this Colorado mountain too when he says:

This house has been far out at sea all night,

(Click here to see the rest of the poem)

I had to cancel writing group this morning because of snow – not new snow, the last snow which the wind re-deposited in new drifts, new crevasses, new ramparts. As fast as we shovelled  or plowed so the wind undid our work. A Sisyphean task?

So here’s the opening prompt we would have used in group this morning:

What has the wind been like for you this time? What has your experience of such extreme wind been been like before? What is the wind saying to you? Where will it take you?

Tracks in the snow: bobcat, turkey, rabbit

I’d like to think that bobcat, turkey & rabbit walked up the drive together one morning….

2 Upcoming workshops in the Boulder/Denver area:

The first one, in March, hosted by the Boulder Psychotherapy Institute, is for therapists and healing professionals:

Boulder Psychotherapy Institute Presents:

Therapeutic Journal Writing and Existential Psychotherapy:

An Intimate Relationship

Saturday March 24 2012 – 10 am – 5:30 pm

for more details click here

The second, in April at locations in Boulder & Denver, is for everyone (including therapists!). Mary Reynolds Thompson joins me to present:

WILD PLACES LOST AND FOUND:

WRITING THE PLACES OF OUR HEARTS, MINDS AND SOULS

2 DATES:

SATURDAY, APRIL 21, BOULDER, COLORADO

SUNDAY, APRIL 22, LAKEWOOD, COLORADO

10:00-4:00 

for more details click here