Pomegranate Tree

About two years ago my patient, Mr. Williams, and I were talking about various plants and flowers. We both confessed how much we loved to eat pomegranates and all of the health benefits they hold. He informed me that he grew pomegranate trees and a few weeks later Mr. Williams brought a tiny pomegranate plant that he rooted just for me. He informed me that I would need to be very patient with my new plant because they are extremely slow growing and can take up to 5 years to yield its first fruit. I was so excited about my tiny plant that I went home and transplanted into a bigger pot and placed it in one of my front yard flower beds.

My little tree did not grow much. I kept feeding it and watering it and hoping for the best but I do not think it was very happy where it was living. So after a year, I moved it to the backyard where I transplanted it into yet another bigger and better pot, with fresh soil and new food. After one month my little Pomme tree had doubled in size, I was thrilled. Then after 3 months it had a tripled its size and I felt we were on our way to having some fresh pomegranate juice in this house.

His branches are strong and tall, reaching toward the sun and absorbing all of the nutrients the rays have to offer. The leaves are emerald green and perfectly shaped preparing the plant to accept the fruit that will soon blossom from its branches. I visit my plant every morning and every night while walking my dog Osbourne. I make sure there are no weeds in the pot to choke my beautiful Pomm tree and that i has plenty of water and food. I am so proud of that tree, I have worked hard to keep him alive and know the reward will be great when the juicy and sweet fruit is ready to be eaten.

I am so grateful for the generosity of Mr. Williams, he has given me something that teaches me patience and dedication. He will be the first person I give a pomegranate to.

I have a friend that has lived in my front yard bushes for years. He is very elusive and comes out only at night. He is a beautiful orange and yellow corn snake, 3 feet long with amazing markings. He seems to only come out when I am around. Mike has seen him once about a week ago after I pointed the snake out to him. He had climbed on the pillar of our front porch and was perched about eye level. You can get very close to him, even stroke his sleek orange skin and he will not slip away. Hannah has also seen him once, we were walking our dog just before bed time and I see something odd wrapped around the trunk of our sago palm tree. As I got closer, there he was my beautiful corn snake, nestled in the old frawn stems of the palm trunk. He let me touch his skin, which was smooth and cool to the touch just before he slithered deeper into the bushes of the front yard.

I love having him there, he protects our home from vermin and those nasty palmetto bugs and the like. He is never a bother, only coming out when he wants to be seen. He is not aggressive at all and adds a little color to the yard if I might say so. I hope I get to see my friend for years to come in that front yard bed. What an amazing little creature, we are all beautiful in so many different ways.

The Dragon Fly

I've always had a special kinship with Dragon Flys. They are magical creatures, deliverers of God's message of faith, hope and love. Gentle creatures that float and fly at whim, not afraid to explore plants, flowers, inanimate object, even us humans and share their curiosity of the world. In the spring when the flowers and crepe myrtle trees are in full bloom, the Dragon Flys surround our home. I love listening to their gossamer wings flap as they are flying and touching down to taste the sweet nectar the flowers have to offer.

Have you ever had the honor of having a Dragon Fly land on you? I have had that special privilege numerous times in my life. They wrap their tiny legs around your finger, gently holding tight, full trust that you are going to keep them safe. They take little nibbles of your skin getting to know you through their sense of taste and touch. Their eyes are like little windows into your soul sharing the goodness they see with you. I always count myself blessed that Dragon Flys find me so interesting. They remind me that I am special and have good things to offer this world.

Today there was a beautiful green and blue Dragon Fly in the garage. It kept flying from me to Hannah, landing on each on of us unafraid. I love teaching Hannah that God's creatures have so much to teach us about patience, love and acceptance. We all need to open our eyes and hearts to what nature has to show us.

Yellow Roses

I find such comfort in gazing at yellow roses. When seeing roses in gardens I am generally drawn to the yellow rose bushes or yellow long stem roses. There is something about their bright vivid color that remind me of a clear sunny day. My husband is the first and only person to ever give me yellow roses, he chose this color to signify our love and friendship. Their aroma is sweet and subtle, their buds are perfect, soft to the touch and gentle to the senses. When they open you can almost feel their energy, bold and strong, reaching out to conquer the day. They are mysterious and yet strangly familiar. They are a welcome sight at any time bringing you happiness and joy. I remember seeing yellow roses at my Granmother Mimi's funeral, instead of causing me saddness they reminded me that God's holy light shines on her forever. Last Mother's day my husband and daughter Hannah gave me a yellow rose bush that I could plant and keep all year long. They are very dainty yellow buds full of light and that sweet smell I love so much. I love pruning the bush, I feel like I am nurturing a friend that continues to give back to me each day. Yellow Roses are a huge sense of joy for me.

My Rainbow

A few months ago I was desperate to go out for a walk and get some fresh air. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed by the week I had been having and needed some time to just let go and focus on me. It had just finished raining, or actually I should say stormed like hell with gale force winds, and as I walked I was starting to feel more like myself. I was calming down thinking how beautiful and clean everything looked after the storm. The grass seemed so much greener, the trees stood just a little taller and fuller and the air was filled with the fresh smell of flowers. When I got to the top of the hill I was climbing, I looked up and just above me was the most awe inspiring thing I had ever seen. A perfectly arched rainbow. There was not a cloud left in the sky but this rainbow looked as if it had been placed at the top of the hill just for me. I was moved beyond words, I was warm all over with tears in my eyes. It truly was beautiful and I thanked God right then and there for sharing it with me. I prayed while I walked thanking God for all of the good things he has bestowed upon me, for gracing me with this beautiful day and for all of the other days he has given to me. I thanked him for my daughter, for she is the light of my life my reason I was born; to be her mother. I thanked him for the man who loves me unconditionally and for the family who is always there for me. I knew right at that very moment of seeing that Rainbow that everything in my life was going to be all right. That rainbow represents my Joy. I was inspired to share that experience with others by talking about it asking if anyone else had witnessed that Rainbow. To my surprise no one else that I had spoken to had seen this majectic sight, so I am very sure that God gave that Rainbow just to me as a reminder that he is always there to take care of me and walk with me every step of my life.

My Girl

Last night as I was watching my daughter finish up her tricks at gymnastics I was overwhelmed with a feeling of pride. She is so very talented, she works hard at all things she tries from gymnastics, ballet and reading. She has improved so much in gymnastics since last year. I love watching the smile cross her face after she has accomplished something she has been working hard on. It's hard to believe at 6 years old just how dedicated she is. When she sets her mind on accomplishing something it usually only takes a few tries and she succeeds. I love that she never gives up.

Last night on the way home from the gym she ask me if I was going back to school. I told her not right now that the most important thing was taking care of her and that there was always time for school. She then said to me that she hoped I would go back and that I can do anything in the world I set my mind to. What is so amazing about that is I say that to her all of the time. Words of wisdom from a 6 year old, I love it. My true joy comes from her, I love watching her grow and learn. She is a sponge, absorbing as much information as she can. I love being a part of that learning process for her.

Well today I am looking outside my home for things that bring me joy. I am working with many new patients with lots of new stories. Lets see how the day will unfold.

Joy in the little things

In the last few months I have been wandering aimlessly through life seeking JOY. Joy: To fill with ecstatic happiness, pleasure, or satisfaction. I have made it my goal over the next year to look for Joy in the small things that life has to offer. In this day and age where everything moves so fast, people tend to overlook the small things that can make us happy or bring us Joy. A smile on your child's face, your dog shaking water off his fur after getting caught in the sprinklers or watching a baby sleep. My daughter has the most beautiful smile. She lights up a room. When I watch her play, with that beautiful smile on her face it warms me to the core. It is in times like that when I realize all is right in the world.

I am on a mission. I want to feel warm and fuzzy all of the time.