I arise in the morning with dew laden ground and greet the day, opening the doors wide to tend to my garden.
It is then, as the sun comes creeping ‘cross, that I first glimpse the shenanigans of the night before…
I arise in the morning with dew laden ground and greet the day, opening the doors wide to tend to my garden.
It is then, as the sun comes creeping ‘cross, that I first glimpse the shenanigans of the night before…
Often, not only will this practice shift the way you perceive that particular object, you will notice it extending to other areas of your life, as well…
My strongly held belief that the house should be a sanctuary is echoed by my conviction that the garden should be…
I see him listening to me. He always has the same benevolent smile. It’s the smile a guru has for his student—the smile of the seasoned gardener. The one who graciously allows me time to grow and mature. Though he doesn’t utter a word, I know what he is thinking…
I never tire of photographing these miraculous beauties nature so generously bestows upon me. It seems that for every moment I spend tending to my garden, I am rewarded a thousand times over…
We use essential oils to enhance our meditation and yoga practices and for everything from housekeeping to skincare to first aid. It is amazing to me how versatile and adaptable a single oil can be. LAVENDER, for example…