05/22/2024
Hello Dear Folks,
My May has been filled with fishing. Fly-fishing to be more specific. I have been taking a class called, "Always A River: Fishing In Lit". I am now officially a fly-fisherman and learned from guides on the AuSable. I'm learning new things every day about what it means to be human. A lot of this, I've learned from the river. Below is an excerpt from my final essay. I love writing, probably almost as much as I love helping people, and fishing.
I have learned to love, as do all honorable fishermen. I have learned to love and let that love spread over everything I greet, everything I see, everything I ever dream to be. The dream is within me, it isn’t a mystery. I love who I am becoming, just as the river loves me. She entices me with whispers like the water of the womb. I feel I belong in her tomb. I will never die, my spirit will live on like my lost fly. There is nothing to yearn for when she holds me. The rocks and my pole, they mold me; tether me to the ground and silence all sounds of mourning. I need no warning to love. I never have. There never was. Bruises adorn my knees like kisses from the stream; it’s no fault that I fell; it’s all part of the dream. I am part of the dream.
I have learned to live, as do all honorable fishermen. I have learned to live, and let live, and let God take care of me. Let me take care of me. On the water, life does not question itself. Life hears it’s own call to shelter and brings itself there. Life congregates in the bubbles of home and allows itself to fester. “Why do I test her?” I ask myself. What does the river have to prove? Nothing. The river is a life, within a life, within herself, and the balance of nature. It asks no questions; it fears no danger. Worry isn’t necessary; prayer is the anchor. The river worships itself, kissing the ground it moves along. It reaches, and feeds, and remembers, and recedes where it’s not needed. The water doesn’t stop itself, doesn’t care to know where it’s going. The water trusts itself; knows what path is worth flowing on. The water is my teacher. It is so easy to forget, and so hard to remember. So I will catch more fish.
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