Gardening is an instrument of grace. —MAY SARTON Gardening
There is no competition on the spiritual plane.
You develop patience that enables you to wait gracefully and gratefully until the best arrives because you know it will.
We should only strive to be first-rate versions of ourselves. And our best is always good enough.
The thirst after happiness is never extinguished in the heart of [woman]. —JEAN-JACQUES ROUSSEAU
The only thing that isn’t small stuff is the reason you’re on earth in the first place: to find that portion of the world’s lost heart that only you can ransom with your love and authentic gifts and t...
The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart, The secret anniversaries of the heart… —HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW This
Somewhere there is an ancient enmity between our daily life and the great work. Help me in saying it, to understand it. —RAINER MARIA RILKE
Perhaps the heart of our melancholy is that we miss the woman we were meant to be. We miss our authentic selves.
Out of clutter, find simplicity. —ALBERT EINSTEIN After
Our friends are the jewels in our crown of contentment.
Nobody can duplicate your work because there’s no one in the world like you. They can imitate, but they can’t duplicate. Your work is born of your sensibilities, temperament, experience, emotion, pass...
Eve’s act of radical curiosity also gave us desire, appetite, and hunger.
Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician to compose; the saint, to pray.
Beguile us in the way you know, poet Robert Frost
A hobby affords us a marvelous opportunity to awaken our natural talents.
Life’s not a dress rehearsal.
When we realize gratefully that we can live by our own lights if we access the Power. Ask for it. Claim it. Today.
When money is plenty this is a man’s world. When money is scarce it is a woman’s world. When all else seems to have failed, the woman’s instinct comes in. She gets the job. That is a reason why, in sp...
Turning fifty is an entirely different matter altogether. At fifty, the madwoman in the attic breaks loose, stomps down the stairs, and sets fire to the house. She won’t be imprisoned anymore,