Awareness is the only forgiveness,

I think, which can be attained.

Fleur Jaeggy

 

     The Garden of Unfinished Business, and the Garden of Children’s Solutions, must be dug up, their contents must be decontaminated and discarded.

     In the beginning, this excavation must proceed urn by urn.

     But that’s okay. Because each time we take hold of a sorrow and muscle it out of the muck, we don’t leave the hole empty. We plant a seed of wisdom, watered with tears of mourning, fertilized with the hard-won habit of awareness.

     Slowly at first, but more quickly as we move along and make staying in the present, and replying to situations from a place of mature mindfulness, our new habits of mind, we transform this dark, sodden place into The Garden of Light.

       Physician Do No Harm, is the ethical law. Steady as She Goes, is the practice.