Uphill idealist

There is a trough in waves a low spot where the horizon an only sky and water are our company. And there we lose our way unless we rest, knowing the wave will bring us to its crest again. There we may drown if we let fear hold us within its grasp and shake us side by side, and leave us flailing, torn, disoriented... But if we rest there in the trough in silence being with the low part of the wave, keeping our energy and noticing the shape of things, the flow then time alone will bring us to another place where we can see horizon, see the land again regain our sense of where we are, and where we need to swim. by Judy Brown

Bold, beautiful and busy can be a source of pride, but it can also be a sign of  impatience. Seeking the next best, or always hungry for the next flavor sometimes make savoring what's present a challenge. Taking time to sip water and soak up sun is something that a flower can teach. Impatiens grow easily in the right place. Good soil, moderate sun, moist soil, and regular watering are what they need. Perhaps the balance and moderation of the impatiens life are what makes their colors so bright. Home, light, water = life. I the impatient need to learn from the life lived by the Impatiens. Impatiens are not impatient but somehow... they are bold, beautiful, and proud. Photo and poem Copyright 2015 Tara L.Eastman