To be a blessing unto the
you must first fill yourself with blessing,
cultivate it within yourself like a garden.
The garden has a wall,
to keep out gophers, snakes and tramplers--
those who do not cherish you or your ideas.
Imagine your garden now.
What do you grow in it?
This is your garden, your secret place,
no one may enter without your permission,
but those who are invited in are enchanted by the magic
you have cultivated.
Do you have roses, daffodils, peony, marigold?
Herbs fragrant and bountiful?
Rich dark loam steaming in the sun,
cradling in its furrows seedling plum?
Do fairies play tag under cascades of willow?
Does the wind sweep in from the sea, or from a sultry desert?
This is your private place, fill it with all the things
you love and cherish.
Then come here often to contemplate your gifts.