June 23rd, 2010:  Golf Course Road has been our address for our time in the north woods.  Only two days left and it is back to the city.  I’ve come to realize just how much I need the balance of nature for my soul.  The peace, the beauty, the quiet, the quiet drama played out every day.  I’d like to stay or at least it gives me a wanting to live somewhere other than a city.  While at times I enjoy the energy of the city when I am in nature I can more easily access the freedom my soul longs for.

Golf Course Road seems pretty upper crust.  There are gates with intercoms, there are long asphalt driveways and then there is our cottage.  Slumming it on Golf Course Road….the RENTERS.  I’m sure the tongues wag about what riff raff will be moving in next.  But, hey, the view is the same for all of us…Plum Lake.  And right across the lake from our little nest is the tallest tree on the lake and the home of the resident Bald Eagle.  The same one is there every year.  I don’t think they trade nests.  And this nest is awesome!  I best you could build a small cabin with the stuff of that next.

I’ve talked with the Bald Eagles for years.  This year has been a banner year for my Bald Eagle sightings and I’ve seen several groups of three flying together.  But there is just one Sistergirl on our lake.  I believe she’s a girl because she is so large and the gal eagles are larger than the males.  In past years I’ve talked with her and she has buzzed our cottage.  You may think I’m kidding but I’m not.  The other day Dudie and I were in the paddle boat and I was sending her a “come here” message and then there she was and circled us four times before I waved “bye”. 

I sometimes feel tears when I look at eagles.  They have been a talisman of mine for a long time.  Seeing them soar just lifts me and fills me…it is the freedom, you see, that we all want.  And this year I’ve found that freedom within and basked and basked and savored and basked some more.  When I get home and feel out of my Vortex I will think of my Sistergirl Eagle and see her soaring, sometimes she soars until she becomes a dot even with high power binoculars and she doesn’t flap her wings, she just rides the air currents.  I relax into that freedom energy and it is sweet.

Tonight on “the road” I was walking the dog and in the semi darkness I kept seeing little birds doing strange darting until I realized they were bats!  I think bats are rather cute but I just don’t want one ON ME!!!  HELP!  A whole different feeling from Sister Eagle.  But we all have our unique place, don’t we?

From the North Woods, With Love, Connie

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