She chooses her thoughts carefully, like a female cardinal selecting a nesting place. She wants to be sure- not just sure, but certain, that she is living a mindful life. Each breath is noticed; each movement of the hand, each scent and distant sound.

No longer is she trapped in thoughts of the past, like a constricting boa. No longer is she the tunnel longing for the flickering light of her future.

She is living and creating. She is joyfully loving those around her.

She is free.