This Midwest girl forgot the power of the straight highway with fields of mature crops on either side of the road. After Indianapolis, I exited to Rt. 36 which heads very efficiently into Tuscola - about 100 miles. As I left suburban Indy, the towns become further and further apart. Curves were anomalies. And it was so very flat. Ahhhh.
After 10 years of living near the Adirondack, Catskill, White, and Berkshire mountains and 7 years of living in mountainous West Virginia, the vast open prairie was freeing. When the fields were soy or pasture, I could see for miles in all directions. Roads laid out in their familiar grid pattern. Trees and barns dotting the horizon.
Rt. 36 provided me with thinking time - God, aging, dementia, life-style changes, new adventures, kids, husbands, brothers, chaplaincy. The vastness of the prairie allowed me the elbow room to explore all the junk I was carrying around in my head. Sorting. Stacking. Purging. And in the places where tall corn with golden tassels stretched for miles on either side of me, I remembered the phrase from scripture, "you hem me in." The juxtaposition of open prairie and close fields felt good. The uniform height of the corn were like carefully tended hedges - the soy beans like green carpet. Open and snug. Close and far.
Midwest Flat proved to be good meditating ground. I arrived at my destination witht no answers to my questions and concerns, but the Advocate and I had a good long chat down that very straight road.
I know exactly what you mean Mag! I do some of my best chatting with God on the straight roads to and from different places here! Be safe in your travels friend.ReplyDelete
Open prairie and farmland can make for a zen drive. I'm with you. I love it.ReplyDelete
I really like that phrase, "you hem me in." What is the context?ReplyDelete
You need to send this in to put in "Secret Place." It was such a wonderful meditation for me as I awoke this morning. I felt I was traveling with you and God. Thanks wonderful woman. Gonna miss ya in WV.ReplyDelete