Starting Anew

What happens when you start a new Garden?

What happens when you allow the Dreams of Old to fall away, and allow the morning sunlight to unfurl and lead the way to a new Path?

Seeds are like Promises. And like a Promise, a Seed’s true beauty lies in its Potential…its Meaning, and the Heart of one who Gives it.

A Seed…an unspoken Tomorrow. And like a Promise, a Seed’s true Destiny lies within the Tides of its Future.

And what of the Old Garden? Is it simply abandoned and forgotten? Is it relegated to the Dreams of Yesteryear and given no more attention than a passing Fantasy? Or does it too have a Place within the New Garden? Does it too remain steadfast and secure to Nourish the New with the Knowledge of the Old.

Ask, and our Dreams will lead us. The Old will become the New, the Tired will become the Rejuvenated, and the Threadbare shall become Resplendent.

Ask, and our Gardens will tell us. They speak to us of Growth and Longing. They share with us Their Triumphs and Shames. They seek to laugh and Love with us. They seek to give shape to all that we timidly, delicately hold in shade.

Each Garden has Its character. Each Garden has Its Name. And when we stand aside and watch them flourish…oftentimes we find that Old and New are one and the same.

May Your Garden Grow Ever Abundant.

Happy Writing!