Aug
25
2010
Wild West Wednesday: Learning To Embrace The Ghost
Author: Deb TrotterHere I am – savoring Wild West Wednesday … but while I write this post I’m looking at my life in a whole new way. Let’s refer to me as a Spirit – a Ghost.
A sixty year old Ghost … but more about that in a minute.
There are plenty of Ghosts in the West. I like them. The famous lawmen and outlaws. The gutsy women who helped shape the West. And the long forgotten travelers who fell in love with Wyoming and stayed.
All you have to do is step into a Cabin frequented by the Wild Bunch … hang around the Rodeo grounds late at night when the crowd is gone … bathe in the silence and watch the Mule Deer grazing in your back yard.
With the passion I feel for Wyoming, you’d think I would be totally content. Don’t get me wrong … I’m happy to be an artist who imagines all the possibilities and opportunities waiting around the bend . I’m also beginning to realize that I must seize every moment with passion … and reverence.
I need to remember who I once was. How I got here. The people who have disappeared from my world … just like John Wayne, calmly riding off into the sunset. You know his soul is still out there somewhere.
I want the soul of a Ghost – a Spirit who can drift and seep into everything.
Drift and seep into verything I create – or imagine creating: Every crisp morning. Every sunset. Every Cowboy at the Rodeo. Every Cowgirl whether she lives on a ranch – or is a classy Cowgirl At Heart in every way possible.
(That would be me -the Cowgirl At Heart … Deb Trotter, Cowboy’s Sweetheart – exploring in Montana and snappin’ a shot of antique, wavy glass. And thinkin … “An original, real Cowgirl once stood here.).















