the other end of the line

One of my most favorite lovey-lyrics is from “When You Come Back Down” by Nickelcreek:

I’ll be the other hand that always holds the line
Connectin’ in between your sweet heart and mine
I’m strung out on that wire

And I’ll be on the other end, To hear you when you call

… From the moment I first listened, the image of climbing came to mind. Perhaps that’s too literal of an interpretation of the ‘line’ in the song, but I think it’s apt.

The tune was strumming in my mind this past Saturday as I learned the ways of the multi-pitch on one of Boulder’s classic routes. I had come off of a week rich in lessons varying on a theme of communication – in all relationships. I had made a commitment a few weeks ago to communicate clearly, and there was no greater moment than the present rock face I faced, while tied to my partner.

On the wall clear, precise communication is a necessity. There is no time for story, no time for the vernacular bamboozlement that happens when your shit comes out sideways. As I pondered this, reflected on the past week, and reeled through the scenes of my life where this technique was a mildly epic fail of etched patterns brought out in relationship, I noticed the etchings on the rock in front of me, where the rope I kept feeding to the partner beyond my horizon line rested against the sun soaked granite.

The pattern in the stone section was almost like a grid, yet it radiated outward from an elongated ‘X’ which was prominent. I smiled as I recognized the Rune for partnership, and what that signified.

I knew I was right where I needed to be.

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