Double-dog-dare-you . . .

 

 

or What Rocked Me Most, on our getaway
at The River Cove B&B

Poised

This glassy cove
reflects a perilous
slab of rock, upended;
the yellow dog barks,
paces the rim,
pauses,
all crouch and hunker;
tail flag,
scrabble of paws . . .
Watch everything
swell, then distill
and gather—sinew,
breath, time: one
fizzing, defiant vault!

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Friends, I laughed out loud over that leap. Sheer canine ecstasy. The headlong ker-splash ricocheted between rocky shores, ripples fanning outward. Then inward.

Can I do that?

Next day: same river, black Lab, sodden tennis ball.

Check it out: Double-dog-dare-youIMG-9336

Seems I’ve lost touch with springs, hardwired into my limbs and spirit.

Teetering, on edge, I typically freeze. Or flail. Misgauging danger, I’m all toes, gripping the brink, and leaning, leaning back as fear overbalances flesh.

Hello, bum-plant.

Faltering in full view, confidence flat-lined, I scramble for footing, often forget to laugh.

Friends, wherever you’re currently poised, what is the invitation today: caution, or risk? Either choice can be sacred; both take courage.

What helps you heed that whispered “Now” or “Wait”?

 

PS. My big project — mentioned in a recent post — seems to be underway. Thanks for your prayers! More about this in a future post . . .

Double-dog-dare-you video: Bill Klein

The River Cove Bed & Breakfast: “Sublime setting, sensational cuisine, superior service.” —yours truly, in their guestbook.

Small Dog, Big Attitude Photo by Mitchell Orr on Unsplash