Tending the Garden Within: Seeds of Spirituality and Hope

Through Nature’s Own Lens “From the moment that you first encounter Gloria’s Stories, you find yourself in a place of beauty and grace. I can almost smell and hear and taste her words as I read them. Refreshing. Soothing. Sweet. Always threaded uniquely with hope, wisdom, and little nuggets of truth, this site is a great place of…

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Touch: Holding On

We were spared any damage to property and life. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. Others were not so lucky. A heavy weight bears down on our hearts from so much loss. Many are wondering what they can hold onto, after so much loss. Water is life but we cannot easily cup it. It…

Late September’s Gentle Hand

Elbert Hubbard wrote, “The eagle molts a feather because he is growing a better one.” This post is dedicated to Bob and all those growing new feathers. Late September lays a gentle hand upon the earth, easing life into predestined cycles. —G. Hill September shows us how beautiful it is to let things go. —–Samuel…

To Gift

Gifted to us is all we ever need. It is as close as our own breath. Everything else becomes opportunities for us ‘To-Gift’. —–G. Hill As every man hath received the gift, even so, minister the same one to another, as good stewards of the manifold grace of God. —-1 Peter 4:10 We make a…

Knowing Rain

I close my eyes and listen to the voices of the rain. — Robin Wall Kimmerer Robin Kimmerer wonders if there is such a thing as rain; perhaps only raindrops, each with its own story. Some raindrops clink heavy on metal. Some are quietly swallowed up by moss. Others bounce off pavement. Yesterday one fell out…

Lily’s Bloom

Morgan H. Nichols wrote, “One day you will look back and see that all along, you were blooming.” Like this Epiphyllum Oxypetalum plant. It takes it time to bloom. One year. And then only for one night. But Lily’s Epiphyllum, standing tall like a sentry guarding her back door, never bloomed at all. The Princess…

Cargo

Cargo: From the Old Portuguese, carricare: to load. My life’s cargo is now loaded onto a 15 x 12 x 8 transport pod. It will soon depart to become a dot on the horizon. Cargo: Another base word for cargo is cargar, Spanish for burdens. You must learn to let go. Release your burdens. You…

Celebrate Your Arrival

Everything you need you already have. You are complete right now, you are a whole, total person, not an apprentice person on the way to someplace else. —–Wayne Dyer With all the comings and goings, the highs, the lows and the detours, we need to remind ourselves that arrival is found in the now. Own…

A Life Speaking

In his book, Let Your Life Speak, Parker Palmer says our most meaningful mistakes have a resounding message. Listen to them beyond judgment. Value them. After all, they are the vessels that carried us from missteps to pivotal footsteps, from misdeeds to good deeds. This migration from regret to self-fulfillment becomes the articulation of our…

Seeded Within, A Forever Light

A perennial summer favorite, the strawberry is the only fruit with seeds on the outside. But referring to the pear-shaped yellow specks dotting each strawberry as seeds is not entirely correct. What looks like a seed is actually the fruit of the plant. Hundreds of them. The juicy red pulp we love to eat grows…

Fragile: This Side Up

My apologies: Until I am resettled in Florida, my posts will not be as regular as they once were. Packing up a household is like reading your life’s book, chapter by chapter, in reverse. —–G. Hill Like so many lenses, each item I pack is a page of my story, pulling me back in time….