Tending My Soul Garden

This little corner rock garden was was beautiful, complete with mulch paths lined with with various rocks.
Chairs and bench were new additions to the little 'secret garden'  Once the Hibicus are in full bloom the garden isn't visible.  You can enter through the garden arch with a statue of St. Francis on one side and a statue of the Blessed Mother on the other watching over the garden.  There were plants of various color both in containers and in the ground.  This was created by my daughter when my lovely white cat Sassy died twelve years ago.

  Now the weeds are taking over and the garden bench is quite worn and grey and looks as it it could fall apart at any time.  We did take care of the garden for a few short years and now it is looking worn and tired.  Something about this reminds me that if I don't take care of my own garden of the soul I will begin to look and feel like an uncared, neglected old garden.

So I will nurture my soul garden so that it can bloom and be filled with Divine Light.  I want the words that have been stifled so  long to flow through my mind and be released in the written word.  Thus freeing my being to be more open and accepting of myself and others.