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Thursday, April 7, 2016

The Heart is like a garden

    The heart is like a garden: it can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love. What seeds will you plant there?
                                                                        Jack Kornfield
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the heart is fertile ground
it that place that makes us who we are
it is the place where Sacred moves
or fails to move

it is that place where things collect
and multiply

I cannot control what comes my way
but I can control
what I allow to be at home
in the good earth of my soul

I can choose what seeds
I will allow to rest
and germinate
and bloom

I choose forgiveness
I choose compassion
I choose acceptance
I choose love

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