One of my worst fears is being stranded in the desert
alone
without water.
And yet the desert is my safe place.
Out there you can crawl into the lap of your fears, cuddle up, and take a nap.
The What-If's like desert herds have free range
but there is so much space they are hard to hold on to.
Distance becomes something understandable.
Mountain ranges countable.
Demons mappable.
Q: What if you get a flat tire?
A: You carry a spare.
Q: What if you know there is something dangerous out there with you, like coyotes?
A: You bring your dogs and he brings his rifle.
Q: What if you take a wrong turn?
A: Then you go on an adventure.
The desert isn't what people believe her to be, not at all the time anyway.
There is more life out there than there are What-If's.
It is always changing.
Desert fear like a desert bloom is beautiful and delicate
if you are not careful you will lose your grip on it.
You will begin to feel safe in the belly of vastness.
Fear can keep you out of trouble.
It can also drown you
even in the desert.
You have to be careful not to let it catch you off guard.
You might fall in love.
Q: But what if you get a second flat tire? And you are stranded alone in the desert?
A: You crawl back in the shade of an old truck listening to the desert wind as it rocks you & your dogs to sleep...
because you know the people you have surround yourself with are taking care of you even when their truck has vanished from sight. Two flat tires in the desert and only one spare, a lucky horse shoe in the sand, and really-really great friends to help bring you & your family home safely.
Thanks to: Jz & S and to J & N~
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