"The more one gardens—habituated and accustomed to the cycles, foibles, and personality of the garden, the gardening process, and the gardener herself—the more the gardening becomes unconscious, not cerebral or verbal, blissful, a prayer of simple presence, wordless, expansive, limitless, encompassing, without inside or outside."
From my The Garden: Perennial Reflections on Beginnings and Ends Chapter 39 Prayer and Practice
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