Tuesday, March 1, 2005

John Gaston Fairey wrote, "A garden is a journey that seems to have neither a beginning nor an ending..."

An hour in the garden is what my heart and soul need right now,
after spending two hours of my life with computer problems.
Making Plans ...creating a poetic garden
Sometimes I come across a tree which seems like Buddha or Jesus: loving, compassionate, still, unambitious, enlightened, in eternal meditation, giving pleasure to a pilgrim, shade to a cow, berries to a bird, beauty to its surroundings, health to its neighbors, branches for the fire, leaves for the soil, asking nothing in return, in total harmony with the wind and the rain. How much can I learn from a tree? The tree is my church, the tree is my temple, the tree is my mantra, the tree is my poem and my prayer.
— Satish Kumar, editor Resurgence magazine, though this quotation is likely from one of his books
In dwelling, live close to the ground.
In thinking, keep to the simple.
In conflict, be fair and generous.
In governing, don't try to control.
In work, do what you enjoy.
In family life, be completely present.
— Tao Te Ching
Nature can be trusted to work her own miracle in the heart of any man whose daily task
keeps him alone among her sights, sounds, and silences. — Gene Stratton Porter
We learn from our gardens to deal with the most urgent question of the time:
How much is enough? — Wendell Berry
And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. — Kahlil Gibran
Wednesday, March 2
Tom Spencer will be conducting a  Soul of the Garden retreat at Omega at the Crossings on the first weekend of April. Among the preparations for attendance are reading items on his website and two amazing poets. The ordered books arrived yesterday and are being devoured with such relish. The poetry of Mary Oliver in New and Selected Poems and ofWendell Berry in A Timbered Choir along with an extra personal favorite, Sailing Alone Around the Room by poet laureate, Billy Collins. What a feast. Preparing for the retreat is filled with such pleasure already. We can hardly wait... I signed up both of us... it is an experience we can share, as different as we are from each other.
The song of birds, the voices of insects,
are all means of conveying truth to the mind;
in flowers and grasses we see messages of the Way.
The scholar, pure and clear of mind, serene and open of heart,
should find in everything what nourishes him.
— Buddhist verse (from Tom Spencer's website March, 2000)
...an excerpt from The Summer Day
by Mary Oliver

“…I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
Late at night I draw my inkstone close;
Flushed with wine, I put my worn brush to paper.
I want my brushwork to bear the same fragrance as plum blossoms,
And even though old I will try harder than anyone.
— Ryφkan
And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden...
You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of
the Garden.
— Rudyard Kipling
Pocketful of Poems
Making Plans
Convent News
Spring Madness
Garden Metaphors
Crossings Retreat
Garden Ideas
Garden Tour
Passion on the Porch
Luncheon Date
Liz Carpenter
Walk in the Park
Garden Hour
Wildflower Evening
Divine Portals
Totems & Vessels
Flower Stars
Longing for Lilacs
Earth Healing
64 Things at 64
Umlauf Garden
Spirit of the Garden
Taniguchi Garden
Healing Garden
Spirit of Place
Garden Refuge
Living Strong
Son on the Move
Spirituality & Nature
Family Rosary
Soul Point
Month of Sorrows
Forever Friends
Small World
My Holy Tree
Not Afraid of the Dark