As a kid, I believed that if we dug deep enough, we could come out on the other side of the world. It was a hopeful thought, and I’d rally the neighbourhood to dig forts and tunnels. Science kiboshed that theory.
Then there was the famous escape from Alcatraz: three inmates allegedly digging their way out with a spoon. If they could do it so could I. That my prison had doors didn’t erase my hope. One day, I would grow up and escape.
It’s been years since I’ve plotted my flight – well over forty since the day I left my childhood home – and suddenly I’m thinking of digging again. Not to escape, this time, but to discover.
Ric is home again, having spent all but five days in the past month in hospital. We’ve settled back into a routine, but I am exhausted.
As I catch a few minutes to rest my body, I feel weighted down, as if life has shovelled one dirt load of responsibility on top of another.
How long has this been going on? I wonder. The exhaustion runs deep.
That’s when I think about digging again. Spoonful by spoonful, how far would I have to excavate to get to that inner spring of renewal?
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Please join me this week in pondering what we find when we dig? Of course, your interpretation of the prompt may be different from mine, and that is wonderful. Photos, poetry, prose, artwork, or music – all acceptable forms of response. Just create a post and link back here, or leave a comment below. You are all buried treasure, and I’m looking forward to digging your inspirations. (See what I did there – exhausted to the point of silliness.)
One Woman's Quest II 
Thanks for joining in – so many memories flooding in with these posts. My sister was a go-go girl – had the boots and the fringed dress, and danced in a cage for local concerts.
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Groovin’!
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Hope you feel better and less exhausted. Here’s my random thought. Thank you for the prompt.
https://naturewhispering.wordpress.com/2021/03/06/random-thought/
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Achieved. Thanks for joining in.
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A fitting poem.
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Thanks for joining in!
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My pleasure🙂
Pat
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There is reverence in this dig; something I miss in my own archeological hunts.
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Hi V. J!
Gald that Ric is back from hospital.
Here is something that I am consciously trying to do.
https://radhikasreflection.wordpress.com/2021/03/03/i-dig-within/
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Beautifully written.
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🙏
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I am so glad that Ric is home, VJ! Here is my take – https://amanpan.blog/2021/03/02/utopia/
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Uplifting piece.
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Digging as determination!
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I’m very glad to hear that Ric is home. I hope his healing continues. The “dig” prompt reminds me of my little brother trying to dig his way to China. He was such an earnest little fellow.
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I could have recruited him, lol. Thanks.
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😀
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Good one. Thanks for joining in.
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https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2021/03/02/digging-not-too-far/
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Good reflection on the art of digging.
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So glad Ric is home!
Here’s mine:
https://purplepeninportland.com/2021/03/02/reaching-the-core/
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Thanks! Your poem made me think.
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You’ll strike gold again once you’ve had some rest, VJ!! Glad he’s home. Here’s my take https://iwriteher.com/2021/03/01/foreign-destinations/
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Nice twist on the prompt.
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VJ, then there is the movie ‘The Great Escape” with Steve McQueen and a star-studded cast about a WWII escape. Keith
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Yes! I thought of that too. Such fodder for the imagination!
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