My mind meanders as I drive home fast on slick highways in the raining dark, bedazzled by rubies ahead of me and diamonds racing toward me on the other side of the median strip. This dazzling world of shifting forms reminds me of the salmon stream reflecting sunlight, shadow, the forms and colors above and below the surface of the water. Both environments mesmerize me.

I decide as I drive that I will write a post about the group’s experience with Ecstatic Wisdom Postures this past weekend. Potent stuff those postures! But I’ll add it to the page on Postures that is part of this blog site. I will start posting there as well.

But here this minute I want to catch you up on the salmon…Two of us scout the stream this morning. Here’s a photo from the exact same place where there appeared to be those few salmon last week. Nada today!

I keep wondering how I missed those fish last week and send gratitude to the camera gods for revealing them. Suddenly while showering on Friday I remembered what actually happened. Just as I finished snapping the mist photo, Eleanor came running back to me with that look of gleeful discovery on her face and beckoned me to come with her. I remember my right foot lingering on the bank where I was, as if that leg knew I was missing something – I remember feeling disconcerted by the rootedness of the right side of me but my logical brain couldn’t articulate why quickly enough, so my body followed my left foot back up the trail…funny how the body’s mind can think polyvalently ( I might have made up that word but I like it.)

BUTT, I never thought to return and finish my scouting job!

I think there’s a lesson there!

Today’s biggest excitement – a racoon high up in a tree.

I’m just sure that racoon has been surveying the stream for fishy critters and knows a whole lot more than we do about their whereabouts. I think maybe we’ll find bits and pieces of fish near the perimeter of the tree.

We don’t.

Nor do we find any evidence of the carcass from last week. Absolutely NOTHING!

The forest sure knows how to clean up after herself. We would do well to emulate her!

On another note – I’ll tell you about those Goddesses tomorrow.