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following true north
ponderings along the path
These lush green spaces belong to you now.
In winter your dreams have held the scent of lilac and rose.
In spring, your hands have held the spade
and forced it deep under the tough, weedy sod.
Your fingers have crumbled and smoothed this soil around tender seedlings.
You nurture, you touch, you protect.
You breathe, you sing, you pray.
Your daily watering, feeding and weeding are rituals that
have connected you to your deepest intuitive knowledge.
You have become a garden Goddess!