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June 27, 2022 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Place marked.

Tree with sweeping limbs against mountains and sky. (© image copyrighted, all rights reserved, no permissions granted)

One of the lovely patches quilted into the Rocky Mountain landscape. Snow still decorated the mountains in the background. The 100th running of the Pikes Peak Hill Climb Sunday featured snow, rain, fog, and sun for the 70 drivers. The road may be paved now, but the 12.42 mile run with its’ 156 turns is still a challenge creating stories to tell. (© image)

Old stories are like heritage patchwork quilts.

  • Faded so much the colors and patterns of the original often unable to be determined
  • Softened, some say, “mellowed with age” – for better or worse
  • Frayed along the edges, but still holding true to shape
  • Patched with some out-of-era “repairs” stitched in because someone decide it would make it last longer. Updated.

Old stories and quilts: burdens as much as a treasure placed on the current generation of their guardians.

Long ago – when the buffalo, wild horses, and dreams ran free – “Place” was taken seriously.

Recognizing and knowing one’s Place was considered necessary for a happy life.

As a child became old enough to become active in tribal life, he or she was sent to locate their “Place”. Each individual was left alone inside their teepee or tribal meeting spot. Instructed to walk around – to sit here, then sit there – until finding it: the one spot just for you which dunks you into the invisible River of Old Wisdom, a spot of energy, power-  a seat at Mother Earth’s knee, a personal connection to Universal Mind

Once that spot was found, that became a personal lifelong “assigned seat” where no one else ever intruded. 

Who assigned it, you asked? Not sure.

Perhaps a Spirit Animal. 

Maybe the recognition of a lack of irritating bugs in that spot or an observation that the smoke blew the other direction there, but something other worldly seemed involved.

Oh, that story is a little fuzzy? Because I was told it a very long time ago.

Maybe just a way to get a little kid to go away and get busy doing something and stop bothering…

But I don’t know. It rings true.

Rocks and small yellow wild flowers on slope. (© image copyrighted, all rights reserved, NO permissions granted)

Rocks on a roll. These somehow reminded me of comical cartoon characters caught in a playful race downhill. A snake-shaped line of yellow flowers flowing through past them.(© image)

“Place” is an odd, otherworldly thing – like Rhabdomancy

Some have a natural instinct for it.

Some fortunates stumble upon it.

Others must either work very hard to access “Place” or gain enough awareness to even recognize – and hold it – when it appears.

“Place” is that sudden feeling that you are exactly where you need to be at exactly that point in time.

A feeling that everything is exactly where and as it should be. A bit exhilarating – a bit of total calm. “Everything’s in place and all’s  right in the world”.

A moment that may not last once you blink or step away, but a moment that lingers…and becomes a lifelong search to regain.

Twilight Zone? Alfred Hitchcock? Or low blood sugar? 

Not for me to say, but would be nice if everyone found their place in the world – even if just a glimpse of it for a moment.

Could drop breadcrumbs as a placemark for returning to that elusive spot later as needed.

Always wise to re-place important things.

To restitch together the things that matter.

Blanket statements in place

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge

Update: We are in a much better place this week having been accepted and transferred to one of the top tier medical teams/treatment centers in the country. I can see why Heads of State and Saudi princes travel here for treatment. Once accepted as a patient, we have been treated royally. In place of negativity, uncertainly, conflicting information, gloom, and doom, there is optimism, and efficient, professional expertise. Hope in place. Our team is busy untangling medical missteps and mess –  an unintended – but completely predictable- consequence of mandated hospital/treatment/production of medicines shutdowns for COVID. (So out of place, those.) Finally, a happy place!

Open trees lining a path with rail fence. (© image copyrighted, all rights reserved, NO permissions granted)

The pale green trees on the right are Aspen trees which shake and rattle their leaves like a thousand tambourines when a breeze – or you – walk by. Nice having your own personal cheering section.(© image)



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  1. Kate Crimmins / Jun 27 2022 7:03 am

    Hope the new medical crew gives the right treatment to fix the problem. Hugs.

    Liked by 4 people

    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 27 2022 10:13 am

      Feels like the train is back on track. Doubt and negativity certainly doesn’t release helpful body chemicals. So far so good – kinda like the start of last weekend’s foggy Pikes Peak hill climb. Thanks for placing a comment here (Will try to catch up with your blog shortly!..I remember the deck in progress picture…waiting on the miniature version of a soothing water feature there. Ha Ha)

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      • Kate Crimmins / Jun 27 2022 11:50 am

        No water feature. Keep us posted on the health of the senior staff! Sending big hugs.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. walkingoffthechessboard / Jun 27 2022 7:33 am

    I enjoyed the “rock and roll” imagery on that downhill course. The Pikes Peak Climb…saw something over the weekend on that and had no idea it had been held that many times. You deserve the “royal treatment” and it sounds like you have it.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 27 2022 10:07 am

      Pikes Peak is and was always scary challenge against the mountain. I remember that road up from travels as a kid – so narrow 2 cars could barely pass – seeing a car coming down meant both drivers searching for a wide enough spot to pass – , crumbling roadway, with loose rocks, no shoulders and straight down. I think I pulled a blanket over my head the last part of the journey up to the Continental Divide. Scary enough, but turn that a into a timed raceway? Horrors. Many said paving the road was the end of the race, still, while they can coral the spectators, but can’t do anything about the hairpin turns uphill or the weather. Not for the faint of heart.
      Thanks for the kind words and for driving over to chat

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  3. SusanR / Jun 27 2022 9:17 am

    Tried to watch the Pikes Peak race but the mountain was covered with fog and all viewers could see was the start.

    I’m thrilled to know you have new medical on your case!!

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jun 27 2022 9:58 am

      Pikes Peaks was not on major sports networks this year – lots of complaints about that. Surely they could have found better moderators for the race’s special birthday year – the ones on their allowed YouTube broadcasts were pretty poor. And like you say, nothing either visual or by the way of interviews from the top! At least it was a safe run. Fog at the start and beginning, snow, rain and a bit of sun in the middle – weather something for everyone.
      YEA indeed. I was thrilled when the lead team doc strolled out after procedure and said, “We cancelling all those appointments for next week – not needed. We know exactly what we’ve got now. We’ll schedule the series you need shortly. but meanwhile go home relieved and happy.”
      May not be all better, but a lot better – and that’s plenty for now.
      Thanks for racing along


  4. Helen Devries / Jun 27 2022 1:51 pm

    Very glad you have hit on the right medical team….my husband has had the good luck to have doctors here in Costa Rica who are on the right path…unlike the last pack he had in France.
    Great to know your place when you have recognised it…not so good to be put in your place by someone with their own interests at heart..

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  5. cat9984 / Jun 27 2022 7:24 pm

    Glad to hear things are going better

    Liked by 1 person

  6. shoreacres / Jun 28 2022 6:57 pm

    Gosh, I’m glad to hear that you’ve some light on your horizon. At this point, there’s no use raging about the stupidity that led to such bad decisions because of Covid, or the coming-apart-at-the-seams of our society because of it. But, I found my car part, and you’ve found your medical team, so on we go! Now, if we just could get some real rain. I went out and stood in the five minutes’ worth we got last night!

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