3/8/15 - I Get It

At the bottom of the bunny hill, the "Learn to Ski Area" as they call it, I pause to catch my breath. I told Katie I would need to rest after working my way down from the top of the larger hill, but now that I'm here, I don't really want to stop. Yesterday's panic has subsided, and I'm left empty as the space between pine needles, hollowed out and quiet inside.

As I get on the lift to the top of the hill, rising smoothly up from the earth into the silent midair, my heart that was knotted with tension before is slowly suffused with elation, and I can feel the pleasant anticipation of another run through the snow, maybe faster this time.