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[Tree Hugger]

Hello Seekers
This my friends is how we will get back to the garden
Love to everyone.


Once I made a garden where there was nothing. It formed in my mind, all green and shady and moist and hidden. I put up green netting overhead to give my garden filtered light, I bought a fountain which splashed joyfully as if the statue of the woman with the pitcher poured out an unending stream of water. I bought huge potted ferms and a gazebo and a bench under it and lined the sides of the fences with tiny clinging vines which make living walls. In front of the walls I put one row of Egyptian papyrus ringing the entire area. The fluffy tops of the stalks would sway in the breeze. It put me in mind of living near the Nile. I had many varieties of green hanging plants, which I happily watered each day.
I loved this garden which I had created. When visitors would come to my home they could see the filtered light through the large glass sliding doors that led to my garden. People faces would light up when they saw it.
They would walk directly to it as if the green were calling their soul.
I loved to have people sit in my garden. Outside, we knew the freeway was only a block away, and we would not hear the police and civilian air traffic overhead, nor light rail was across the street. We did not care if the city pressed in from all directions, because within my garden people would feel tranquil and at peace.

This is the way life was supposed to be.

When I sold my house the realtor who purchased it, knocked over my fountain, took down the netting and stopped watering the plants and my garden disappeared from the physical world.
But I carry my garden always within me. It lives in my mind and is just as green and verdant as ever, and the papyrus plants sway and the breeze blows and the water splashes.
If you can carry your garden within you, you will never walk on parched soil no matter where you are. You will always have that place of quietude and peace.
Everything that exists in the outer world is a reflection of the inner. If a city is not a garden it is because not enough people in that city, carry their own garden within.
If you hold a vision of a garden you will look at the world as a garden but if you look at the world as a barren waste it will be a barren waste.
Change the vision and you change the outer world.

Tree

[Tree Hugger]

Hello Leia
When you described your fish, my mind went into my file and took out a picture of my idea of the fish. It was speckled or splotchy with different areas of color, orange white and kind of gray. I must have seen one like this and when you said coy I flashed this image.
So we carry our ideals around in our head and the more beautiful the images we create, the more our vibrations rise. Everyone things raising your vibration is all about using the term God, but if one just thinks of beautiful places like yours and mine, the is exact same thing. Even to an athesist, a garden feels like God.......light and love to you