26 April 2010
We Californians enjoy a spring bespeckled with yellow pom poms happily waving from every field and weedy cranny of mundane sidewalks and parking lots. You know what I'm talking about. Those wild mustard plant flowers that are so bright they are almost fluorescent. Flowers that cover every available hillside, taking your breath away, even when you know they are just weeds.
This year, spring gives me wonder, beauty, fresh light, and energy. Energy and hope to name my goals and tackle my desires one concrete step at a time. Clarity to see my surroundings and the road in which I need to walk. And the desire and light to enjoy the process and regain my strength after a rich and restful slumber.