Entering my Potager*, you'll notice a sign that I created using the words of the above quote. Its wisdom has resonated in my living for well over a decade. I've spent countless sweaty hours on my hands and knees in various gardens, digging, planting and weeding, while at the same time, my thoughts were swirling in search of understanding and answers to life's perplexities. I gardened, not because I was following some therapist's prescription for healing but because I experienced such joy in observing seeds sprout and grow. Direct or immediate answers did not come as a result of this garden therapy, but slowly almost imperceptibly, a sense of peace began to permeate my spirit. I guess, I'm saying, that grace may come through many different experiences, but in my life, I have experienced grace as a result of time spent on my hands and knees, digging in the dirt.
*(a French word for vegetable/flower garden)
Keep digging! There's more peace to be found. Can't wait to read more of your adventures and insights.
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