My first Garden was such a joy for me. I would visit it everyday and tend it faithfully. It gave me a new purpose in my life. I loved planting new things and cutting and clearing out dead wood. I gardened like this for years with a passion that I am sure many people feel for their own gardens.
I began after many years to feel differently about how I wanted to take care of my garden. I felt deeply that I wanted to begin to nurture my garden and not just work in it. I was often beckoned by my garden to visit and became intrigued at its whisperings!
Sometimes I would just go and listen and other times I would carry my heavy emotions and work. I knew in my heart that my garden was becoming a valuable part of me.
It has been many years now since I started my first garden. I now garden differently than those first years. I see today with clear eyes and visit and work with new understanding.
The voice that calls me into my Garden now knows I am listening and very present.
I wish to share in the coming months my experiences in my Garden and hope that you will share yours!