Plant Life

It’s been an interesting week for me. It has made me see how full circle our lives flow. What we think one day will never change suddenly changes the next day. I have 2 Mint plants. The one on the left was the healthy big one when I bought them. The next one over was a measly lifeless scraggly plant. I didn’t think it would make it & I had the thought to toss it. But surprisingly, after I trimmed the leaves off the healthy ones to put in my drinking water· It slowly died! Then the other one somehow came to life & is now reaching for new heights; Growing up toward the skylight in my kitchen.

There have been times in my life when I was the plant on the left. Other times the situation was exactly reversed. The point of this Mint story is: Don’t ever think you are destined for whatever troubles you at one point in your journey. If I’ve learned anything in my short (5`3″) life is that no matter how I feel or what just happened to me…I KNOW it will change….little by little I’ll feel better or something grand will happen.

So if you are feeling defeated or sad today, remember: You won’t always feel this way. Tomorrow, really IS a new day. Things have a way of working out. But what you must do meanwhile…is do what it takes to get your mind clear & feeling better. It’s taken me a lot of years to learn what I need to do to get to that place. It would’ve saved a lot of heartaches if I had learned it sooner.

Clip the dead leaves that are holding you back. Find your place & pull yourself up into that place. Go toward your skylight. Find your Sun. Some Days you’ll be on top of the world, but be humble when you are there. It can change in an instant.

And don’t ever look down at that scraggly plant & think that you’re better than it. Both of you have the same innards inside. The same potential to be your greatness! It just might be hidden to the onlooking world. You both will ebb & flow thru life· So just be kind ·To yourself & others & enjoy the flow.

Don’t Touch The Glass

I stare.

Nothing stares back.

They just swim.

And swim.

I wave. Nothing.

I tap on the glass.


The glare.

The waves.

The piercing lights that feel dark.


I press my red, tear- soaked face against the cold glass.

See me. Please. See ME suffering.

I scream…..My breathe gushes back into my face.

I know, I’ll shame you into noticing.

I’ll yell! I’ll yell to change the flow.



The death of silence.

I sit. The cold floor feels like 100 jabs of icicles.

Or is that my heart? Melting into the floor.

Sliding somewhere. To the glass. Under.

I see red.

Swirling red.. up, up, up.

I feel nothing.

Someones tapping……

I hear it.

I just can’t feel it.

Is that a scream? I can’t hear it, I feel its vibration. Yet…….. Nothing.

Why can’t I care?

I wish I could care.

Instead, I swim, I swim.

I swim. I swim. Going nowhere.

It seems ok. So I swim.