Mountain Flowers
Tingly, sensation running through my body
Excitement coursing in my veins
The unknown is everything before me
What has passed sets a foundation for today
I reach out, grasping at the tangle of possibilities
Wild and carefree; a smattering of mountain flowers
Each one is a desire, a dream, a dare
Whispering: “You are the creator of your own life.”
Untangling, I find people:
Women, growing with child and needing prenatal support
Athletes, tired and broken -- seeking answers to regain their spark
Chronic dieters, frustrated with the scale and their willpower
Little do they know that diets never work.
I find places:
West Coast USA, rainy and sunny all at once
Europe, rolling green hills and smoggy city centers
Thailand, dripping coconuts and colorful birds,
A passport to the world is my lantern.
I wrestle the flowers into a bouquet:
Nursing: I long to help people be well
Anti-diet counseling: freedom to live and nourish oneself
Travel: discovery of cultures unlike my own
Books: a gateway to another world when a place ticket isn’t available
Love: each and every moment dedicated to living with joy
Giving to others with abundance.
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