here
is a little plant called reverence in the corner of my soul's garden, which
I love to have watered once a week.
Oliver Wendell Holmes

our mind is a garden,
your thoughts are the seeds,
the harvest can be either
flowers or weeds.
Author Unknown

our
garden will reveal yourself.
Henry Mitchell

hen
I see
Heaven and earth as
My own garden,
I live that moment
Outside the Universe.
A Zen Harvest: Japanese Folk
Zen Sayings, p. 53
 
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Gardens
part seven

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our everyday garden grow the rosemary, juniper, ferns and plane trees,
perfectly tangible and visible. For these plants that have an illusory
relationship with us, which in no way alters their existentiality, we are
merely an event, an accident, and our presence, which seems so solid, laden
with gravity, is to them no more than a momentary void in motion through
the air. Reality is a quality that belongs to them, and we can exercise
no rights over it.
Leo Lionni

he many great gardens of the world, of literature and poetry, of painting
and music, of religion and architecture, all make the point as clear as
possible: The soul cannot thrive in the absence of a garden. If you don't
want paradise, you are not human; and if you are not human, you don't have
a soul.
Thomas Moore, The Re-Enchantment
of Everyday Life, 1996, p. 101

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