Be Still and Know...Then and Now

From time to time I find it necessary to escape from reality. When life become to…well lifelike I know it’s time for a mental vacation . It was early spring and the pollen was keeping her from opening her windows. She could watched the yellow clouds of pollen swirl around outside as the wind whipped through her evergreens down the side yard. She lazed around in her jammie’s and enjoyed her coffee. She worked on a post for her blog, she even thought about what she would cook for dinner that evening. Maybe she would go to the Home Depot and buy her tomato seedlings and some basil and her other spring plantings for her vegetable garden. She took another sip of her coffee and wrinkled her nose as she found it cold having sat by her keyboard to long. She walked to the kitchen and refilled her cup and the wonderful fragrance of the roasted Columbian beans wafted up from her mug. She added a generous helping of non-dairy creamer and watched it swirl around. She loved that color, it was a s...

It was September, but the gentle breeze through the open window felt like spring. There was a faint fragrance of hibiscus and sea salt curling around her nose as she slowly came awake. The air was full with the awakening of the new growth and the briny sent of the ocean. She sat up in bed and noticed that something was very different, but she was not sure what it was. Her robe lay on the floor and she picked in up and placed it across her shoulders, but this wasn't her robe this one was thick, plush and smelled of lavender and was so brilliantly white it nearly hurt her eyes to look at it and more importantly it didn't have spaghetti stains on the sleeve. She looked around and found things oddly in order, there were no cloths absentmindedly in small piles on the floor. The beside clock read 9:30 A.M. but it was supposed to be set for 6:15 A.M. She felt rested and refreshed. This was not the room she had fallen asleep in last night. The massive four poster bed draped with mosqui...