Finding Peace

It was 9am and 80 degrees, after a rough day yesterday, an unhappy client that I could not appease and couldn’t get out of my mind. Failures are not taken lightly. You can’t please everybody all the time, although it’s in my nature to try, unreal expectations will breed dissatisfaction every time. I needed to go for a scooter ride, do a little reflecting and get things back in perspective.
The lake three miles from my home is a perfect destination. Twenty acres, professionally manicured grounds maintained by the county, pristinely manicured walking paths, clean shaded park benches, summer flowers in full bloom, peaceful and quiet. Quiet is relative… crickets, locusts, birds, an airplane, a lawn mower, a tractor, roofers at work a long way off, not a breath of wind. When its quiet on the prairie sound travels.
As I sit here and listen to nature’s song, the sounds get louder and louder and louder as my mind becomes at peace with the world around me.


A little ride goes a long way.