Create with Kim!

I am joining other writers this month in a Free Write Fling coached by Cynthia Morris at Original Impulse. This is my second time, paying for the privilege of writing. Craziness and madness in winter, eh? Not so, It is a useful tool to hold oneself accountable to a coach or group and make a commitment to yourself. So here we go, the first timed free write of February!

Free Write Fling

After an editing session in which I was playing with the images from the Eben Ice Caves, I got to thinking of the power of water. How over 20 people where hanging out on a winter afternoon with family and friends looking at ice, cuddling up next to each other and posing for photos. I wanted to dance, do Tai Chi, put my back up against the cliff and chant OHMMMMMMMMM. Dr. Emoto’s work provided the world with factual evidence, that human vibrational energy via thoughts, words, ideas and music, affect the molecular structure of water. You might have seen the movie “What the Bleep do We Know” that was released back in 2004 in which his work was discussed.

The people on the trail were of all fitness levels and from all backgrounds. Some had spirited drinks to warm their belly. Young couples had toddlers that they pulled on sleds. Smokers. Athletes. Hippies. Photographers. All of us ”One” and on a pilgrimage to ice, to worship, to have awe at Nature.

The colors of the ice were like a mood ring and glowed blue or green in the differing light. Some ice crystallized and delicate. Some fluid and shiny smooth. Trails of sulphur tinted tresses looked like yellow dreadlocks cascading down a hill. Music played in my mind. I felt all the people here are happy today. Some are in love, strongly in love.

Snow falls to the ground, each snowflake we are told is unique in it’s crystalline structure. Snowflakes melt and fill the water table, which helps sustain life over the coming seasons. And we move through our days mostly unattached to the natural process. But then there are these pilgrimages that pull us from the warmth of our homes to take part in what has become an Upper Peninsula ritual the trek to the ice caves of Eben.

You have seen it on your treks I am sure, those who flock to shorelines, waterfalls, and lakes. Water defines us in a sense, we are comprised of water, dependant upon it for our survival but how many of us are aware that our actions, thoughts, and even the music we play can change the structure.

Here I am this winter trying to capture the essence of ice and I need to be mindful that I can do more than capture an image on my SD card. I can heal, love, nourish the water and by doing so affect the whole.

How do I feel:

Subdued, Humble, Grateful.