The Mimosa Tree

by Marcie Elliott-Smith

When I was a little girl, there was a lovely mimosa tree towards the front of our property.

About half-way up the tree, there was a fork in a large branch which was the perfect place to sit and read.

It was my sanctuary for reflection and solitude.


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Hash Brown Emotions



Funny, the things that cross your mind when your emotions are rattled and life is foggy. 

“Scattered. I feel scattered,” I thought. Hmm. Yes—like there are too many roads and it isn’t clear which one is the right one to take. 


First, I guess, I need to figure out the destination. Nah. That's too deep for my current state of mind. That would really put the brakes on me!

 I see the word ‘destiny’ hidden inside the word ‘destination’. Destiny. People talk about missing their destiny. It is made up of a lot of arrival points along the way. Some may not be a place to stop for very long. You know what I mean, right? Just when you think you’ve arrived, you get the sensation that you must keep going. Not at destination, yet. “M’am. Please get away from the bus door and let others pass. Thank you.” (Rats. Sit back down AGAIN.)

Right now? I just want to do what is in front of me and maybe even know what is next. My brain needs to rest before I start looking too far down the bus route.

“Smothered.” That was the next thought. It feels like there are several large things claiming they all need my attention for immediate processing. That being impossible, I feel smothered by the way it all takes the air out of my room.

I clearly don’t have the latest processor.

  Like driving in fog. Don’t you hate driving in fog?



“Covered.”  Buried. Unable to make a step that requires a decision (see ‘smothered’).

When this word crossed my mind, I knew I was being set-up by my subconscious to crave my favorite hash browns from Waffle House. (Shameless, free plug for WH.)

Scattered (so they will cook well).
               Smothered (in onions, of course). 
                           Covered (in CHEESE. DUH.)


There you have it. The cure-all for feeling like you have lots of things in front of you but can’t get anything done. Like you are a bus with lots of arrival points (destinies) but it is taking forever to get to the destination. 

Go to Waffle House and order scattered, smothered and covered hash browns. It holds all the answers to scrambled, log-jammed, buried emotions. I promise.


(If you can take the word of a scattered, smothered and covered person as legit, that is.)

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Well, here is where I was going to be clever and reference places where the words 'scattered', 'smothered' and 'covered' were found in scripture. Ummmm...they weren't that uplifting (out of context). Especially those 'smothered' and 'covered' scriptures.
But here is one of my favorites we can end with--three different ways

"Order UP!"

Psalm 94: 19

"When my anxious thoughts multiply against me, Your consolations delight my soul."
"When doubts filled my mind, Your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer."

"When I am filled with cares, Your comfort brings me joy."






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