At all costs, be a friend.
We need this more than any other label you can earn, learn, choose, or become.
“Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .” C.S. Lewis
At all costs, be a friend.
We need this more than any other label you can earn, learn, choose, or become.
“Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .” C.S. Lewis
Making notes tonight in preparation for a message I get to share in the transitioning colors of Vermont next week.
Here are some….
This life finds us hovering above the soil that holds the potential for gardens of growth, lessons learned, attention to detail, awareness, and appreciation of beauty. For some reason I can’t rid my thoughts of the law of the harvest and the law of compensation these days.
You can’t separate the soil and gardener from of the garden itself. Without each other, the garden doesn’t exist.
How does your garden grow and grow well? It begins with a gardener that is fully present and fully aware of his responsibility and duty to be gardening in the first place.
Weeds are synonymous with noise and SPAM.
Beauty is produced. Beauty is bloomed. Beauty bursts through the dirt after a seed is sown.
To be in continued…
Ingredients:
A lot of art.
A dash of change here and there.
A dose of courage.
Bits and pieces of bravery.
Strain in the cherished memories and lessons learned of the past.
Layer in context over content.
A handful of diced disciplines.
A scoop of melted generosity.
Sift in enough fear to know it’s there, but not enough to overwhelm the taste.
Add whimsy to liking. (Use more than you think you need)
Directions:
Take your time.
Stir until soupy.
Let simmer while you take a long walk.
Enjoy with gratitude and pause long enough to savor the flavor.
Suggestions:
Goes well with life, relationships, and business.