“Each morning is a new morning, and each morning the sun that you encounter is the new sun.
I am not talking about the material sun. I am talking about the beauty, the benediction,
the blessing that it brings every day……
it is so utterly NEW………”
~ OSHO
art by Helena Nelson-Reed.
Text & image source: Women for Peace https://web.facebook.com/WomenforPeaceWithRobinMellody/
“There is a very sacred sweetness about being alone.
When you are alone with yourself, you become sensitive to
and familiar with your own voice. You learn to appreciate quiet times with you.
When you are alone, you can pamper yourself and be extravagant with yourself.”
~ Iyanla Vanzant
Text & image credit: Iyanla Vanzant https://web.facebook.com/DrIyanlaVanzant/
Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again
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With spikes of gold Ligularia ‘The Rocket,’ burgundy-red fountains of Beebalm (Monarda didyma) and sprays of Goldenrod (Solidago sp.), fireworks came to mind after I arranged this week’s vase.
Queen Anne’s Lace (Daucus carota) are white sparklers and the lavender Hosta flowers are cascading Roman candles. Even the Quince (Chaenomeles speciosa) foliage seems to be aflame.
And now that my Sweet Peas (Lathyrus odoratus) have finally come in, I thought I’d share a vase of them as well. Is there a scent more heavenly?
Thanks to Cathy at Rambling In the Garden, who hosts a weekly meme to showcase arrangements created from our gardens. Wander over to see what gardeners all over the world are arranging this week.
There is a beauty
and fulness within you,
divine in its source
and meaning,
that awaits
your awareness
and release
into the ordinariness
of this and
every present moment.© 2017 Dennis Ference
“The cloudless day is richer at its close;
A golden glory settles on the lea;
Soft, stealing shadows hint of cool repose
To mellowing landscape, and to calming sea.
And in that nobler, gentler, lovelier light,
The soul to sweeter, loftier bliss inclines;
Freed form the noonday glare, the favour’d sight
Increasing grace in earth and sky divines.
But ere the purest radiance crowns the green,
Or fairest lustre fills th’ expectant grove,
The twilight thickens, and the fleeting scene
Leaves but a hallow’d memory of love!”
― H.P. Lovecraft
Text & image source: Harmony https://web.facebook.com/Harmony-578149188866564/
Sacred Touches 