“Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer and her Parable of the Tomato Plant” is the unlikely spiritual journey of a globe trotting Boomer that’s as implausible as life, as magical as you’ll let it be and as true as I can remember. Think back to when we were kids in the 1950’s and 60’s – Tinkerbell didn’t have anything on us. We were full of magic and we knew it. We had a collective mischievous glint in our eyes and no idea we were starting a revolution, we just wanted to have it all. We mutinied against the system and believed our dreams would always come true – decade after decade. Life felt very charmed. When had that feeling disappeared? I didn’t know, but it had and life just didn’t feel special anymore. Somewhere along the way I had lost the twinkle in my eye, the sass in my walk and the dreams in my heart. And I didn’t have a clue how to get those precious things back again, which is exactly what I needed, a clue. It came in the form of an unwelcome tomato plant that grew into a parable and set me on a spiritual path I hadn’t anticipated. I was convinced there were other parables I hadn’t noticed before, waiting for me to discover the cherished nuggets hidden inside. It was spiritual, no doubt about it, but essentially what I did was go in search of my twinkle. The outcome of this quest was “Confessions of an Instinctively Mutinous Baby Boomer,” a kind of a treasure map for anyone who needs to feel right now that life holds just as much promise as it ever did – if you only know where to look. These tales are the stones that mark the trail.