Ever head out to the garden all gung-ho ready to tackle “all the things” and find yourself just wandering around looking, observing, inspecting, imagining, pondering, nibbling, smelling, and plucking instead? I can lose my focus out here, where a grass lawn once existed and now a garden mandala thrives. I often meander through the paths filled with a sense awe (and overwhelm) before I eventually make my way back to the center to take a few deep breaths and remember I am as much an inhabitant of this creation as I am its steward and the “doing” will get done naturally when I’m firmly planted in who I am “being” 💚
