Nature is my touchstone as I celebrate my tender time of wellness. A celebration with nature is a gathering of kindred spirits. Late night adventures of catching fireflies in a fruit jar used as candles on a red devils food cake in honor my Ma Crocker. The blustery wind is captured just long enough to blow out the flittering candles for a warm, down home celebration of life. Springtime gatherings are mindful of thunderstorms that bring torrential rain. The red dirt transforms into fire red streams, the water is spirited and has a life of its own as it cuts crevices in the landscape  The wind may be in full force or tornadoes threaten but the celebration goes on.

Having survived a direct hit by a tornado I marvel that I survived and just lost my house. The morning after was a time of celebration with friends and family gathering for support. Just as there will be thunder storms and even tornadoes so is there the threat of illness and depression. Nature is my touchstone and I will celebrate wellness. Nature is my healer and I am mindful of this delicate freedom from illness.