A life without it is like a sunless garden
when the flowers are dead.
The consciousness of loving and being loved
brings a warmth and richness to life
that nothing else can bring.
~ Oscar Wilde ~
I am so fortunate to have had beautiful gardens that have been my refuge and my place of nurturing, healing, grieving, laughing, singing and doing the odd dance. Although my heart is sad this night, there is a certain peace in knowing that I will always keep love in my heart and am proud of myself for having taken risks and for having the courage to acknowledge and to express my feelings. Music, as always, has a resonance for me as does playing with my flowers.
I have been listening to Norah Jones latest CD … this is one song that gives me strength.
And the leaves were fallin’ down softly
My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch
And I was thinkin’ about you Here I am lookin’ for signs of leaving
You hold my hand, but do you really need me?
I guess it’s time for me to let you go
And I’ll be thinkin’ about you When you sail across the ocean waters
And you reach the other side safely
Could you smile a little smile for me?
‘Cause I’ll be thinkin’ about you