Salad days.

Oh, the innocence of youth – the salad days … and my youth is innocent indeed. Quiet and shy, I enjoy being alone atop a grassy hill near where I grow up, singing softly to no one in particular. I have no problem talking to myself out lou-$%&#– Think you’re going to learn more? No … you’re not (at least not today).

I’m talking about my current salad days –the ones where I’m eating nothing but salad! Spring is here and it’s time to get back in shape. Give the mind and body a deep cleanse, a tune-up. Freshen up that exercise regimen (doing it); give some love to those hands and feet (doing it); keep up with that writing practice (doing it); commit to a little “me” time (doing it); ask every day, “Who am I? What do I want? What is my purpose?” (doing it, doing it, doing it).

It’s the definition of self-starter, isn’t it? Willing yourself to re-charge and get back in the race. I’m a big believer in the wisdom of uncertainty, and it can capture my attention, helping me to re-energize my dreams.

Sometimes this involves a lot of salad, though. A lot.

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