...................Saturday 7/29/06
Reading a book by Gunilla Norris called "A Mystic Garden"...
Not a gardener by any stretch of the word, but I am enamored of the IDEA of gardening...
Anyway, I'm going to write down some of the things that strike me from this book because already there are a few things. It is written in the order of the Seasons. I'm still in Winter...
p.15 Continuing to ask questions is a way for the mind to make itself important, to pretend it has control. Let go. You are dying daily...
p.27 With or without your hard work, God is always moving in your life. Wait on the Holy. Wait and receive the gifts that come.
p. 38 Acknowledging our stubborn, hidden layers is humbling. Long-held attitudes of isolation, self-pity, resentment, regret, and despair come to the surface. They lie scattered like heavy stones all around us. We are broken. We are clay. Rabbi Menachem Mendel of Kotzk once said: Nothing is more whole than a broken heart".
p.63 Can you trust that out of chaos comes the new? Order and beauty have fooled many.
p.94 To lie fallow is a gift. We don't really know how to do it. Rather we are done by it or undone by it.
Reading a book by Gunilla Norris called "A Mystic Garden"...
Not a gardener by any stretch of the word, but I am enamored of the IDEA of gardening...
Anyway, I'm going to write down some of the things that strike me from this book because already there are a few things. It is written in the order of the Seasons. I'm still in Winter...
p.15 Continuing to ask questions is a way for the mind to make itself important, to pretend it has control. Let go. You are dying daily...
p.27 With or without your hard work, God is always moving in your life. Wait on the Holy. Wait and receive the gifts that come.
p. 38 Acknowledging our stubborn, hidden layers is humbling. Long-held attitudes of isolation, self-pity, resentment, regret, and despair come to the surface. They lie scattered like heavy stones all around us. We are broken. We are clay. Rabbi Menachem Mendel of Kotzk once said: Nothing is more whole than a broken heart".
p.63 Can you trust that out of chaos comes the new? Order and beauty have fooled many.
p.94 To lie fallow is a gift. We don't really know how to do it. Rather we are done by it or undone by it.
posted by Lu @ 6:45 PM
1 Comments:
At October 26, 2006 11:17 AM,
Allison said…
me too! never had a garden, but i dream of being a gardner. what is it they say about gardens? something like "gardening is a way of showing you believe in tomorrow." is the book any good?
i have been reading your blog since you commented on mine a few weeks ago but i can't remember if i ever actually said hello here. if not, hello! i'm enjoying your site so much - thanks for sharing!
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