God is your gardener
A reminder from God that we have a sanctuary within, where we can sit and rest and commune with our true nature – love.
[Me, thinking] What does my soul most want me to know?
How lovely it is to sit, and BE.
How lovely your inner garden is, where you can sit, and be, and soak in all the glory and joy and abundance that gives your soul rest.
[I close my eyes and imagine walking through a door into a garden filled with such beauty. I choose a bench and sit down.]
Notice how the door you walked through was not locked – there is no lock.
The door simply rested in place, ready at any moment to be gently pushed from either side, so that the soul and the heart have free passage to communicate, to enjoy restful space and time together, beyond thinking or assessing, beyond analysing.
This is your space to BE who you can barely imagine, but who IS the truth of you.
What do you see from the bench in your heart?
Flowers, a beautiful vista, overlooking a rich and abundant landscape, ripe with life, bursting with colour and scent and endless, endless possibility.
This is your garden, and it can be whatever you wish.
God is your gardener, ready with a sweep of a brush (you almost said hand, but the truth is, God has neither brush or hand, but IS both) to craft and create whatever your heart desires in your life.
Want more health? Create it. Want more wealth? Make it.
How do you do this? By being. There is no trick, no key that’s hard to understand or undertake. Just believe.
You’re thinking about your father.
His garden needs a little tending, for he is growing weary.
Pour your love and gratitude into his passing, to smooth his way. The end is not far away, and he enjoys your peaceful spirit.
Send him love every time he crosses your mind.
Send him peace and right thinking and right feeling. He is at once inside you and outside you, like the rest of your manifestations.
Perceive him well. And so he shall be.
