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#7 TOUCH TONES: Flexibility
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”I’m looking forward to being a grandmother tomorrow, Bette, and meeting Tina very much. Follow me. We have to put out the fire, and needless to say, both of us need to watch our step.”
Rattlesnake Dreams
After dinner we had pulled off our boots and had sat by the fire sipping whiskey. My eyes had begun to feel heavy, and finally I had tossed back the remaining swallow, and had kissed my mother goodnight.
Lying in bed now I have visions of the stars, and the canyon behind my eyes. I feel the twisting, digesting snake inside me, too. It had been alive slithering in its canyon when I had landed in New Mexico earlier today.
Then, my mind drifts off into a dream that soon finds a doorway that lures me through it.
The clouds around me are rhythmic and scarlet, and sailing closer to earth I skim above a red desert, and I hear my mother’s voice reminding me how I was warm by the fire, and sleepy from adventure. She had read aloud the Navajo legend, The Tale of Two Trees Twisted Together.
The air high up here in the Grandmother Wisdom Tree is sweet and warm and singing birds join me in the branches as I float into one of the leafy crowns and rest in the limbs where I dream on about journeys that take a lifetime to go from one place to the next, and what to do when you finally arrive.
A Dream Within a Dream
I slide down one of the rough and weathered trunks of the trees in my mother’s painting, and feel the depth of its root’s, and the strength Life requires of us.
A low desert wind brushes across my bare back as my dream settles me face down against the warm rocks and sand at the base of the Two Twisted Trees.
I see the snake that’s becoming a little part of me. It lies flat, warming its belly like me against the earth. Then past the one rattlesnake appear many more and we all stretch out and elongate and the rattlesnakes’ length of spine becomes mine. I feel bones.
A tongue flicks out of my mouth to taste the air and comes back with sensations that are familiar. I slide to the left and then back to the right, and feel the coarseness of the earth as it rubs back and forth against my new skin.
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Great word-pictures and great picture-pictures! But I’m never going to be able to look at JM the same, now that she’s Maxine/Mary/White Wolf.
Really had me chuckling thanks
Loved it and especially Maxine/Mary/Mother/White Wolf!!! Tina is going to have sooo much to cope with! Just imagine Bette, Angelica and Mary – I expected Angelica to get under the Truck with B and M!!!
Looking forward so much to the next Chapter Blackbird!!!!
What an awesome chapter Blackbird….Love the Maxine dynamic you have brought to this story…Can’t wait for more..And thanks for your comment on my story..It was a pleasant surprise!
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Pie_Fair
Another great chapter! Mary is going to really work Bette, both physically and emotionally – this is going to get interesting! Thanks for the amazing visuals – and I don’t mean just the photos.
Fantastic update with beautiful pictures!
I love the mother-daughter encounter. although not the most usual manner. :)
I liked this chapter.
I look forward to the next one. :)
kingg 2h
BB..Awesome again! This season 7 has kept me captivated, but that’s no surprise, you’ve always done that with your excellent Tibette stories. Thx BB. You make it so we can picture ourselves right there with them. Pics were great but no surprise there..they always are…Loved the Chevy oldie. Enjoyed how Bette and mom
bonded so cool. Keep up your excellent work!.. now next chapter please…Boom!
Another major update. Loving to see mother and daughter bonding. Let’s see what happens with the arrival of tina and angel.
Congratulations on this fantastic story.
10 steels.
Great update! PPS
Well, it was okay……….. Ahahahahahaha!
Awesome as usual.
“Close, I’m putting on my boots now.” I call back from the guest room as I thread and tighten the laces. I honestly can’t ever recall driving somewhere to watch a moonrise but lately I’ve been practicing the art of flexibility. With Tina, with myself, and I’m working up to everybody else – so tonight with no argument from me – moonrises are in.” — I love this about the new Bette, She’s learning to let go of her fears and open up herself to possibilities. She’s letting go of other’s expectations and learning to go with the flow and not be reactive. She’s learning to take deep breaths again.
The fact that they both have fascinations with knives is a nice trait for Bette. Makes sense after Maxine shares her thoughts about going into WitSec and how she was stripped of most of herself. She had to pop into survival mode for most of her time before she knew for sure she was safe in her new world, hence the love of knifes and pistols. The flow between them just gets easier and easier as their conversations lead them into new spaces and stories.
I loved the boots and that they’ve been used and fit Bette for their excursion into the desert. Those were the ones I thought you might be describing. Great for walking in the desert with snakes present..
“Every step I take in Maxine’s cowboy boots the unfolding adventures in this new world of New Mexico causes California to feel farther and farther away.” — In a way it feels like she is experiencing a little of what Maxine experienced when she was taken away from Bette and Melvin. Who she is in LA in not who she feels she is here in NM. It’s like she’s being pealed back like an onion and this new skin of hers is getting closer to showing her, her authentic self. Her identity isn’t based on how others see her or what she shows them but is based more on who she feels she’s becoming, even more amazing.
“Love your truck, Mother.” I beam across at her. “Let’s shoot pistols and paint and look at the moon. I’m ready. ” Love that line as it speaks to me of Bette’s release on her old life and satisfaction in the beginning of her new chapter, knowing her mother and being at peace.
“Comfortable, very.” I add from my side of the campfire. “This beer tastes fantastic. I’m crazy about my new boots. The sky overhead is unbelievable and so full of stars. You’re here and I’m strapped with weaponry. What’s not to be over the moon pleased about?”– This one also compliments the above statement. Bette is truly happy in this moment!!
“Second chances. If you only knew how close to home all this sounds.” I answer as I close my left eye to concentrate my aim. — Don’t we all wish sometimes we could be afforded second chances. Maybe it is true that if something in life is meant to be, it will find a place in your life. Bette has been blessed with many lately. Gratitude…
I have more to say, but I will stop for now as I have an errand to run. I do want to comment on the stripping away of who we are but I must ponder and find the write words to use. Ta ta for now!
Amazing storytelling! Such rich imagery. You never fail to delight and provoke through your writing.
Perhaps you could include the Total Lunar Eclipse and “Blood Moon” (occurring October 8th, about 2:00 AM goes for about an hour then the moon reveals its entire self. Different times depending on time zone. Can look it up. Quite an amazing sight to see and not too difficult to photograph. remember 2:00 Am on October 8th is really very early Wednesday) Imagine the ancient people seeing this for the first time. I wonder what they thought. Maybe Mary/Maxine knows the ancient lore?
Nice work in with the symbolism of the snake…looks like a little Blackbird did some research! Good on you for that. Love that Maxine is becoming the spiritual mentor that Bette lacked in the show. Her frustrated attempts as Zen characterized her as a typical southern Californian in it for the fad of it and not the work and commitment of it. But in this season, looks like she’ll come around to a sincere commitment.