
It feels kind of ridiculous, or at least out of place, to be writing about fishing when our hearts, minds and hands are so focused on the ongoing tragedy happening in Paradise, California and the surrounding area.
With the local Cascade Fire still fresh in our minds, we are attuned to the instant devastation that fire and wind can wash over the foothills. Even still, it seems we are ill-equipped to understand what is going on just 45 minutes drive north of us.
I am reminded of a clip I recently watched where bush pilot Trent Palmer suffered an engine failure in his KitFox, luckily managing to land in the middle of nowhere. After walking a ways, he found some folks fishing a pond, where he was able to call for help.
Help was hours away. What to do? The good folks at the pond tossed him an Ugly Stick and he caught (and released) bass while, unable to do anything else, he waited. Fishing is good for the soul.
I am not at all suggesting that we shrug off the pain and anguish of the people around us, but rather that sometimes the last thing they need is a line of people interrogating them about their trauma, about their loss, about their feelings. Meaningful support from a trusted friend or family member helps folks stay grounded. Recovery takes time.
If you are in crisis, you might find yourself asking, “What am I doing fishing?” often times under the shadow of guilt and confusion. The answer is simply catching your breath (and hopefully catching a fish!).
Give yourself grace and space to work through flashbacks and to process the state of things in your own time. If it’s not fishing, make time for the activities that would bring you joy even when you don’t feel like it. Take care of your soul.
In the midst of the unanswerable questions that disasters of nature stir up, being outdoors reminds me personally that God is still creative. I don’t know if there’s a way to segue to a simple fishing report but I believe that cognizance of our neighbors and ourselves takes precedence.