Garden Nourishment

[In the Beginning – IV]

In the beginning was a garden.

Does garden evoke memories of weeding grandma’s strawberry bed?
Bug bites, creepy-crawlies, or stinky compost?
Fresh beans or vine-ripe tomatoes?
Hot summer days with plenty of free time?

Whatever your association with gardens, certainly fresh, raw food is included. Maybe it’s raspberries, perhaps green leafy veggies, or possibly that one fruit tree in the corner of your neighbor’s yard. Somewhere in that memory you hold there is food. (Truthfully, if it’s from a garden, it’s the best food money can buy.)

In the beginning was a garden. Of course there was!

Gardens are the epitome of nourishment.
Not catering to cleanliness or perfection.
Not feeding beauty or image.
Not fueling professional pursuits or promotion.
Genuine, fresh, raw nourishment . . . of your true self.

Where’s your garden? Where do you find nourishment for your soul?

People like us that are unwilling to continue with the way things are need “gardens".