Flower Of The Mind

In the winter, everything dies. Or seems to. The trees lose their leaves. The grass fades. Nothing grows. Nothing is green. Logically, though, we know that it is just a period of rest.

Well, spring returned and the trees are beginning to flower again. Daffodils and tulips are blooming and soon enough, everything will come back to life.

I, myself, was in a period of rest this past winter. Beautiful and colorful new season, I welcome you! Thank you for improving my mood and reawakening my spirit.

Usually, most of us embrace this fresh season with cleaning, spring cleaning! I have a new idea this year! Forget spring cleaning! Let’s hire a maid service (or clean at night if on a budget ) and spend our precious time outdoors instead.

Come on! Go outside and smell the freshness. You know you want to! Unless you have allergies. Actually, so what?! In that case, just don’t forget your Benadryl – or whatever you take – on your way out! : ) and bless you!

Oh, how I love nature! Most of all, the beach! My awaited trip to Cancun was finally here. My plane had landed and I was already changing in my resort room.

I needed to get to that beach. I anticipated that moment for months. And that moment was about to become a reality!

The months I waited seemed like nothing compared to the elevator trip. When the door opened, I immediately felt my eyes roaming around as if I was trying to find a sincerely missed amigo.

The sound of the waves lured me towards them. I felt the breeze caressing my hair, the warmth of the sun embracing my skin and the aroma of the Caribbean Sea as I inhaled deeply. At first I felt each individually, but when my toes reached the waves of the most beautiful and pristine blue water…I was awakened with all the senses at once. It was a moment of serenity.

When you’re able to enjoy a moment like that, its memory lingers longer. And when you find yourself reminiscing it, your soul triggers your senses and you are able to relive that moment in slow motion.

To many more moments like these, cheers! Salud! See you when I’m sober…

[This post was actually written a few weeks ago...]

Have you been to prison? I’m in prison right now. It’s called Corporate America. I’m writing this on a Friday afternoon…the slowest Friday afternoon. I’m in the smallest/shortest cubicle created. I have no privacy so I’m pretending to write an e-mail. I’m surrounded with other co-workers who are equally dreading these last never ending hours. We’re all screaming internally but no one can hear us. It’s 70 degrees outside. Hasn’t been this nice in months. Yet we’re caged in this closed building, in our little workstations. Typing away and shuffling papers. I hear the printer going off. Someone is printing. It’s not me. Someone is actually working? I doubt it. It’s a map or a coupon, maybe a recipe. I’m continually glancing at the time. Not that it’s helping. It’s depressing. Think. Think. How can I make this better? Oh yeah. A month from now, right now, I’ll be on the beach! In Cancun. At least I have something to look forward to. I just deleted and retyped that last sentence a few times. It only helped pass a few seconds. This can’t be healthy. How long can I last doing this? One day, I’ll find a better way. Till that day comes, I’ll just have to somehow hold on to what’s left of my sanity.