Mind Set Go

Taking to the trails,

wandering up the blazes,

watching footsteps diligently,

and every now and then…

asking:

What am I missing?

Look up?

Look around?

Where does your happiness abound?

Is it in your cell?

Is it in your self?

Your pursuit for more money?

Is it in your family?

Is it in your home?

Is it in your heart?

If you sit in your chair,

a missed opportunity, or a lark?

New places?

New altitudes?

New depths?

If you’re measuring change

by how much more things cost,

chances are you’re missing more that you have lost.

Taking time to heal

is not wasted time at all.

Unscheduled time to move

and discovering who you are

really doesn’t take a great big fancy car.

It’s not the colors on your fingers or your toes

not the color of your hair

or the ring placed in your nose.

It’s not in your name,

not in your game,

not how much you sleep

or exactly what you eat,

not forged through treadmill or stair-stepper.

It is in the taste of a tear,

the whiff of someone near,

the deep breath in your woods,

lowered heartrate,

infectious smile,

transcended culture

integrated all the same.

If that is what you are missing,

it is yours for the taking.

The bed worth the making.

Nancy Marie Farley Rice