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  • Writer's pictureRoberta Rathert

About My Writing.


I am camping at river mile 624.5 of the Upper Mississippi where I landed in Clayton, Iowa with plenty of evening in front of me. It was a beautiful day paddling and made more remarkable when I witnessed a juvenile Bald Eagle sweep from a riverbank woods without knowing I was there. It aimed at a spot in the water about ten yards from my kayak bow, glanced at me quickly as it dropped to the water, and swiped the top with its claws. He soared quickly upward with a fish in its feet as if he was mimicking a drawing of the way to do it. Not much later the same bird was chased from its perch by a smaller pecking bird. I’ve wondered if the fish meal was eaten before the eagle was run off.


During the lovely day, my mind was on a subject that some of you have brought to me. I have been asked about my writing. An additional common suggestion is I make a book. Of course, that others feel this about what comes from me stirs a good feeling. I very much appreciate being appreciated in this way. Questions about this writing have caused me to ask myself the same.


I have written like this only one time before nearly twenty years ago when I was forty-eight. My grandson was born and it became evident I was to raise him. After being together his first two years, I adopted him so he became my son, I his mom. Each day while he napped, I wrote a story about our family, where we took root, how things went as we spread out in northeast Iowa, and some of the things that happened to us or because of us. In the end, I had eleven chapters that brought us to his birth and that day I was sitting there writing as he slept.


I don’t know why I wrote or how it came from me. I had not written anything before besides academic papers, letters home, and a few grocery lists. It must have been a moving time that pulled the words out from a place I didn’t even know. Now here I am again.


Paddling down a powerful river alone, camping at night in new places all in the name of hope for humans to change what's in their hearts, again in much solitude. Is it alone time and lots of it that can take a human to unknown cells and molecules inside? Or is it what is outside that does it?


The surprise arrival of an infant needing a mom, or the depth of water stretched out in front for miles - both bring hours of wondering about stillness and movement, and the fight that surrounds me in both the infant and the river. Deep thinking about how things will turn out are ever-present in both. Just like the infant, I wonder every day what it will be like when I look back at this river trip, years from now, knowing its outcome.


Also with both infant and river, there is a certain powerlessness for the end with little say how it all will go. Initiating huge things but having only partial effect is like being just a crumb on a cake. There is much responsibility and little power ever experienced.


Someone asked me when I do this writing. I observed myself and realized I write only when a feeling to do it comes over me. It’s not a feeling I force or wait for, it just arrives. It’s then that I am able very quickly. I’ve used keyboard and smartphone and, today, a dollar notebook and pen.


This writing has caused me to connect with you out there at a time I’m otherwise indulging too much solitude. The connection is life-giving as we hear about things together and gain a deeper understanding of this river experience.


This river trip is more than numbers of miles paddled or speed of wind. It’s beyond the direction that wind comes. While a southern wind is worse for me than a northern, it doesn’t draw us closer or deeper to talk about that.


I have so much gratitude for you all, reading, commenting, appreciating and being moved with me. It is an unexplainable experience. Thank you for bringing it to me like this and living the river along with me.


A couple items of note:

-My grandson is twenty now, a college student, and a lovely person. His other grandma moved in and we raised him together. That’s how that turned out.


-I would enjoy responding to comments but Wix has set up commenting so it’s easiest as an anonymous guest. I’m not certain you’d receive a reply if I made one. If you want to leave your name or email, or use mine rathert@yahoo.com, I will respond.


-Tonight my back is toward train tracks about sixteen yards behind my tent. The river is splashing on the shore about ten yards in front of my tent. The train has roared through three times since I landed, screaming its horn each time. The water sound is softer and more constant. It is bound to be an interesting night.




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Khách
13 thg 7, 2022

My sister and I met you in Guttenberg. We really enjoyed visiting with you and your friend.. I admire you're using your love of kayaking to help people. Safe travels Bobbi and I hope our paths cross again.

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Roberta Rathert
30 thg 7, 2022
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Wow, how great to see your post after meeting in person in such a serendipitous way. A closed restaurant where we both just happened in. I have thought of our conversation since and how much I enjoyed it, but also felt deeply about your two other sisters. I hope things are going well. It would be welcomed if you stayed in touch or wrote again. I thought we had an interesting conversation. Thank you.

Bobbi

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Khách
01 thg 7, 2022

I’m following your trip, reading and actually paddling in a couple weeks . You have a talent for writing you should explore more. The river will open your eyes if you close them for a bit. It did it for me. Try to capture the conversation each day in your journal. A continued bon voyage!

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Khách
03 thg 7, 2022
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Thanks for reading and commenting.

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Khách
30 thg 6, 2022

I’m following you, too, Bobbi. Haven’t commented until now. I too enjoy your writing, and am glad it’s not a chore for you. You have enough challenges! What a nice story about your grandson and his two grandmas. BR

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Khách
30 thg 6, 2022
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Thank you a lot!

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Khách
30 thg 6, 2022

Wish you the best for the entire trip! ~Debra

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Khách
03 thg 7, 2022
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Thanks much!

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Khách
30 thg 6, 2022

What a wonderful story! Thanks for sharing it, Bobbi!

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Khách
03 thg 7, 2022
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You're welcome. And thanks to you for following my trip.

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