Here is a brief, bright poem for the spring equinox. Nature reminds me daily that it moves through its own rhythms regardless of human beings, and though that makes me feel very small sometimes, it also gives me hope.

Here is a brief, bright poem for the spring equinox. Nature reminds me daily that it moves through its own rhythms regardless of human beings, and though that makes me feel very small sometimes, it also gives me hope.
I've never really liked labels, I am this, I am that. But in the interest of introducing myself, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, home makeover aficionado, movie buff, practicing yogi, and aspiring world traveler. I think that's a pretty good list for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.