"The garden, Dear One, receives gratefully our hopes, passions, plans, sorrow, regrets, and all the love we have marshaled and deployed through our hearts, minds, and bodies. In that way the garden is the end. There it is. Yet the garden, like all phenomena in the cosmos, is a cycle of contractions and expansions, closings and openings, disappearances and manifestations. It is always the impending revelation of the as yet unknown but longed for. May each garden of your life be a rich simple blessing for you and for those who garden with you."
From my "The Garden: Perennial Reflections on Beginnings and Ends" Chapter 56 The End
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