<bgsound src="midis/xrpt04.mid" loop=infinite> UNSTUCK ©By Russ



I can’t believe how bogged down I had let myself become these past few days. I know this depressed feeling didn’t just arise...it’s been around awhile, and isn’t at all new. Last year I was out in the yard, restless, and so tired of being in the cabin with damned poor company, (yeah, I was alone). I was out by the narrow strip of a garden (which runs along side of the lane). I had no particular purpose in mind just felt the need to be there. It’s really not much of a garden, just a crowded small area between a rock wall, and a white picket fence. Everything imaginable grows in there, more a wild tangle of floral chaos, than anything that was planned. I saw a tiny movement in the midst of it all, and thought perhaps a butterfly was paying us a visit. At first I wasn’t certain what it was that I was looking at, and then I saw this tiny little bird, (a Western Flycatcher by name). It had become stuck fast, dangling by it’s wings from a sticky weed with a pretty yellow flower that makes it’s home in there. When I approached the bird to set it free, it became so very still, almost as if it knew I was there to help. It took but a second to untangle, ( and a few more to be sure it had come to no harm) and then I let it go. I wonder about these strange moments in my life, (and they do happen more often these days), where something, or someone has need of me, when I am most in need of them. Yesterday the role had been reversed, when I was the bird who had become stuck fast, to a deceptive little weed called fear. And could not get free until you noticed me, just dangling, frightened, and alone. And cared enough to set me free. Thank you all.
Russ.....7-28-98





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