Thursday, July 9, 2009

Ski

Freezing breath of winter nights needle exposed skin, sanding away layers to nip at the nerve endings. Exhilarating, pulse quickening with each swoosh, skis slice through fresh powdery snow. Winding downhill through shadows of trees, I dream of James Bond fleeing the goons of SPECTRE.

Halfway down, a swift cut back leads to the precipice, a field of moguls on a deep decline into the darkness. Digging edges, dragging momentum to a stand still I peer into a pregnant pause.

Whispers cut through the limbs of the silent watchers, doubts on the wind. Heedless, I plummet. Knees like shock absorbers, zig, zag, hop, pop. For a few brief moments I soar on eagles wings, before grinding to a halt on my face.

Shovels of ice and snow avalanche from mouth and nose, as I lay gazing into the clear night sky. Crisp air cuts sharp into the recesses of my lungs. Each star twinkles in delight, a sun in someone else's sky.

Sometimes I think grace is found, not in being saved from the fall, but laying prone at the bottom and still being able to enjoy the view.

Are you alright?

Yeah, just appreciating the beauty...

So you hit your head?

Hands under arms lift me to my feet once again and I kamikaze down the last slope to the lift, sit in the swing and head back for more.

18 comments:

Anonymous said...

I see you're gingerly stepping around that one incident involving the rows of skis stacked up that gravity and an individual with the initials BTM helped liberate...

-DF

Wings said...

Fun post Brian! Good to be able to laugh at oneself.

subtorp77 said...

Ouch. No I'm okay, just counting the stars around my head! And I think I'm missing a boot!

otin said...

Brian, skiing was one of my greatest loves! I don't do it anymore, do to location and a bad diet! LOL! What a wonderful reminder of a fun part of my life!

Daniel said...

Your style of skiing does not surprise me. Nothing seems to take your breath away. Myself, I have only been skiing once, at a conference in Telluride. I was going down one long trail and crashed. I stopped but one of my skis continued down the hill without me. It seemed to be making out just fine. Oh crap. If you thought I was a terror on two, you should have seen me on one! Get out of the waaaaaaaaay.

Ronda Laveen said...

Grace is grace...no matter how you get it. It is always something I ask for from the Creator. Please. Let me walk in grace, even when I fall on my a**.

Candie Bracci said...

You have the ability to turn any memories,or words or anything btw into something deep and full of grace actually!Well done,you are going to be a great writer!Perhaps,one day we'll meet at a book signing,but as I write one too and Leah and Rebecca,let's all meet and sign our books!LOL
Have a nice day :)

Lorraine said...

Love this, a precious fall indeed,good for you Brian!

Mrsupole said...

You always go from here to there smoother than anyone else, and you always make the ride so much fun. The destination is always fun too, especially all the help you get when you arrive. Especially from anonymous, I always love the little added stories about your escapades.

But you are so right about enjoying the view once you get there. Can one always enjoy it when you get there? How does one always know when you get there? Was that really the end of the journey or the beginning of another greater one?

I always hope there is another one.

God bless.

Rain said...

Man down!!! :)
I'm glad you took the time to appreciate the sky!

Brian Miller said...

@DF - you add such amazing anecdotes to my musings. yes, i remember that now. oh, gravity, why can't we....

@wings - yes. i gives me relief daily. lol.

@subtorp - lol. i think the heat got to me a bit yesterday to bring this chilly tale back. lost numerous skis down the hills...not sure about a boot though. ha.

@otin - used to ski all the time, until i crushed my legs from the knees down...but i guess that is a story for another day.

@daniel - head first, all the way. learning to ski is such fun, what? have tried it on one myself...just get out of the way is right!@ronda - you have such a way with words. reminds me of anne lamott. if that is the criteria, i need grace often...lol.
@candie - look forward to those book signings! would be a blast to all finally meet after finishing our books!

@lorraine - ty. smiles.

@mrsu - yeah i have a special place in my heart for DF. lol. i think sometimes it is hard to enjoy it in the moment, maybe looking back witha different perspective, we can enjoy it.

@rain - need to pop over an visit. been tough with the computer down. hope you have a great weekend!

SandyCarlson said...

How and why do these things--literally and metaphorically--is an amazing mystery to me. We must because we must.

indicaspecies said...

Some of the best views are enjoyed when our back rests on the ground...I love your narration!

quilly said...

Excellent writing. I felt the sting of that snow, even sitting here in shorts and a t-shirt on a lovely Summer day!

Sometimes, after the landing, it is satisfying to take just a moment and reexamine that which is good. It makes getting up again a little bit easier.

Mrsupole said...

Hi Brian,

The surgery is for Monday Morning. I go in at 6:30 am and they will operate at 8:15 for two and a half to three hours. Then go to recovery room and from there then if all goes well I get to come home and spend 10 weeks of more recovery time at home, I will have a pain shunt in my shoulder to shoot pain meds directly into it for about two weeks, hopefully less. Then I start PT and depending how well I do in PT will decide how fast I recover. So it could be longer, but 10 weeks is shortest time possible.

I guess it is a major surgery, but they do not keep you at hospital now unless you have complications. It is to save money.

Yesterday, was just all the Pre-Op things that I had to do to see if I my chances to survive the surgery were okay. And to do all the registration, blood work, x-rays and doctor check up. It took almost six hours. But hey they gave me a pregnancy test. Oh, I thought that one was so funny. But the nurse said they had to do it. We got a big laugh out of that one.

Anyway so far, I have passed and it is a go for Monday unless something else changes. And there will not be any comments because my left arm and shoulder will be useless for at least a week or two. I might be able to "cut and paste with my right hand, or just punch in a few letters if I am even coherent. You know I will be on a liquid pain pack where I just push the button and go into la la land for two weeks. Heck I can go into la la land right now with the pain meds I already have, but choose to suffer instead. The only time I am in la la land is usually when I am giving VE one of those really long strange comments you all seem to like so much. Half the time I have no idea of what I wrote until the next day when I read it and then laugh at how I could have written such a thing. Although I have done it at a few other sites, I seem to save them for him, cause he seems able to take them and they fit his for some reason. But usually if I misspell words or do this: aaaaaaaaa in a string of any letter then I took one of those pills. I am getting a little more used to them, so they do not effect me so much like they used to though. I decided to not suffer quite so much. And then when this is done they might have to do some work on my spine, which is what the pills are for. They just said since I am already on them for that, then they should help the shoulder. Doc was real glad I just got a refill. They knew how willing I was to suffer instead of taking the pills, which I am supposed to take every 4 to 6 hours and I usually only take one a day. I get in trouble. They think this makes the pain worse. But is better than being addicted to those pills. Pain means I am still alive. But I take them to at least try and sleep. Which I have lots of trouble with that. Hard to sleep with very bad pain.

Okay, will stop the book here, and thank you for your good wishes. Will see what happens on Monday.

God bless.

Valerie said...

I admire anyone and everyone who skis. You wouldn't catch me skating on ice let alone career down a snow covered mountain. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a coward .... I just value my life ... grins.

The Dark Lord said...

WOW! That was such a vivid description.. Could almost hear the wind whistle past my ears as I plummet down a slope... Superb imagery, too!

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