Flourishing.  If you were to draw or paint a picture that expresses the word, “flourishing,” what would you include?  I don’t paint or draw but my mind is drawn to Garrapata where I’ve hiked in Big Sur after an El Nino season; a place filled with lush wildflowers of every color, streams of water splashing over rocks, towering redwood trees shading the path with greenery and me, attempting to drink it all in, enabled in the moment to be fully present.