No Spin

<Re-post from August 2013>

For some reason, today the phrase “No spin” was on my brain.

As I went for my morning walk, I thought


What would it be like

looking out at the world

and seeing it

really seeing it

with no “spin.”


No spin

No speculation

No preconceived ideas


No assumptions

Inaccurate inferences

No assigning/ascribing (quite possibly inaccurate) motives



The. Real. Deal.


An empty mind

No mind





Well... clarity. Clarity is what I’m after...

Clear vision.


Quiet is required

Not frantic, relentless, constant, thoughtless activity



As I lay in bed out on the porch last night, I heard rustlings outside in the dark. The word “furtive” came into my mind. That made the rustlings seem a little … scary. But they were only scary because I’d assigned the word “furtive” to them!

The sounds – the critters making the sounds – weren’t furtive. They were just critters, doing their night-time rustling, hustling & scurrying!

No spin.


And then, on the walk, as I thought the words I was thinking, about “no spin,” & about clarity – clear vision

I heard day-time rustlings...

Big ones

Something crashing about in the woods/brush beside the path I was walking along

“Deer,” I thought (they certainly abound in these parts)

A few steps later, a fence

& behind it, two gorgeous big horses, eying me


I’d assumed the noises were made by deer


More likely, it was the horses.


Spin. No spin.


There was no spin at all about the heron-sighting! :) :) :)


It flew up in its graceful (pre-historic-seeming) flight, up out of the swamp

Made a big wide arc in the sky overhead

then landed right back down in the swamp again

(How suddenly they land!! No long runway for this bird!)

… just at a different spot


The swamp smelled wonderful.


It smelled … fertile.




Quote of the day’ with this post: “The thing is this: You got to have fun while you’re fightin’ for freedom, ‘cause you don’t always win.” – Molly Ivins

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