So much resonance for these words Ruth, and celebration for this beautiful sacred partnership with the flowers. I am reminded of a stunning iris that appeared as if by magic one summer in the middle of a vast wide valley hay meadow belonging to the farm where I was living. I was delighted that the farmer had carefully mown around, leaving her on a little island of green where a tiny natural spring had sprung up. I will never forget the vibrancy of her energy and the perfection of her placement right at the heart of the field, majestic and visible to all passing by. Thank you for sharing your rich, soulful experiences, inspiring and encouraging us.
So much resonance for these words Ruth, and celebration for this beautiful sacred partnership with the flowers. I am reminded of a stunning iris that appeared as if by magic one summer in the middle of a vast wide valley hay meadow belonging to the farm where I was living. I was delighted that the farmer had carefully mown around, leaving her on a little island of green where a tiny natural spring had sprung up. I will never forget the vibrancy of her energy and the perfection of her placement right at the heart of the field, majestic and visible to all passing by. Thank you for sharing your rich, soulful experiences, inspiring and encouraging us.