The mornings are chilly. The afternoons herald Thunder and Lightning, with truly ferocious Winds that bend the Aspen and Birches to their knees.
Autumn is fast approaching.And with the changing of the season,something has shifted inside of me.
Just a month or two ago, I did not feel 'at home' here, in the vast central region of BC. And it was not until I showed my visitors the countryside that I realized how very deeply my roots have attached themselves to this Land in the interior of BC. The attachment happened in a very short time, really, when I realize at this time last year, I had no idea I would be living in the Cariboo.
On a visit to the Chilcotin Plateau, I fling my arms wide, in a vain attempt to gather the energies from the far flung landscape to me. The Winds swirl around me, grasping and lashing at me, urging me to listen to their sibilant whispers.
Whispers that can increase to a roar,should a weather system pass through. The storms here have more power than any I have ever witnessed.
The Coast has huge Storms, especially on the Beaches. There, Water holds power for me. Those Storms cleansed, taking negative thoughts and emotions and washing them away.
But the Wind has the power, in my mind, here, in the Cariboo. This Wind speaks a different tongue than the one I had grown accustomed to on the Coast.
This Wind speaks of opportunities as yet unknown to me. Insistent, Wind tugs at me, at my Heart, at my Soul. And I listen, as yet unable to understand, but with a deep yearning for something.
Wind shrieks...Can't you hear?...And I answer,sadly...No,not yet.But I will.
Once, I thought I could not live apart from the Ocean. Once, I thought I would enjoy this experience here in the Cariboo, and then leave again.
I never dreamt I would grow so attached to the wildness and freedoms so rampant here.
Endlessly, roads to far flung areas beckon;road anarchy, when I go where Spirit moves,is a given.
And, in moving away in such a sudden manner, ripping apart life as I had known it, I have learned to take what comes. Each day may have a chance, an opportunity to move on, to shake the common worries and woes.
You never know.
Just as I do not know as yet the message Wind carries for me.
All I know is that there is a great urgency to find out...