The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man’s heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon lead to lack of respect for humans too. -Luther Standing Bear.

Gentle Gardens has great respect for growing, living plants, for trees reaching for the sun, for being a part of something here, something big and small…maybe that’s done with feet, walking, standing; with hands, holding, letting go; with the back, carrying; with the mind, taking in other perspectives, experiencing connections, feeling cold, hot, wet, dry. Maybe we find greatness through the small…Did William Blake have it right when he said: “To see the world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wildflower, to hold infinity in the palm of your hand, eternity in an hour.”

Gentle Gardeners…be in touch, look around you, see the sapphire blue of sky, the green shades of trees, the clean hardness of rocks.  Open your eyes wide to see that the world as a living poem.  Enjoy the timeless embrace of a sunset, the smell of a flower, the labor of planting a tree, the sadness of losing a beloved pet, the graceful lift of the eagle as she soars high above, sit with the hawk on the lamp post, behold life with wonder and reverence, honor the mysterious, be a part of a beautiful poem.

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