Half a mile down an unmarked trail in an area of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park known to locals as White Oak Sinks, is a faint path which many lovers of these mountains have tried to obscure by placing twigs and branches across it. I will be eternally grateful to the person who first led me a few yards down that path, over a branch and then pointed out the absolutely exquisite Yellow Ladies Slipper which you see in today's picture. It saddens me beyond words to tell you that the first time I was taken here, there were three of these each standing as royally as this one, yet a closer examination revealed distinct differences. Over time, some very selfish
I stared at the Ladies Slipper and was reminded how unimportant food is and how much unnecessary emphasis (control) we allow it to have in our lives. At that point in time, I can assure you that what I was going to eat next was the furthest thing from my mind even though I had a backpack full of food within easy reach. My head was in the "right" place and "food" was in its right place. The Ladies Slipper has no control over anything - it survives by total dependence on the elements. Only a human with misplaced motives or a predator (of which there are few) can harm or destroy the Ladies Slipper.
I have no control over tomorrow. I have no control over today. I actually have no control or whether or not I take my next breath, but I have total control over what I put in my mouth today, tomorrow and the rest of my life. If I could choose, would I choose the beauty of Jennifer Lopez (the world's recent "most beautiful person") or the beauty of the Yelllow Ladies Slipper? I think you know the answer to that.
My friend and I moved on from the secret place of the Ladies Slipper to the waterfall which has a story all its own that will have to wait for another post. We moved from the simple beauty of a single flower to the majesty of a bottomless waterfall.