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I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree By William Butler Yeats
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"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
The zinnia flower symbolizes endurance, strong friendship, and long-lived affection.
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Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying our hopes for love, joy and celebration. Hummingbirds open our eyes to the wonder of the world and inspire us to open our hearts to loved ones and friends. Like a hummingbird, we aspire to hover and to savor each moment as it passes, embrace all that life has to offer and to celebrate the joy of everyday. The hummingbird’s delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning and that laughter is life’s sweetest creation. author unknown
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“The hummingbird represents beauty and joy. She is a creature of flight, bringing her closer to the cosmos with each wingbeat. She is constantly moving and is rarely seen at rest, preferring instead to perform her aerial acrobatics. Her heart is as fast as her wings and her colors are bright and shifting; they are colors that capture the sunlight in their iridescence. She brings love wherever she passes by.”
~ Leah Myers, Thinning Blood: A Memoir of Family, Myth, and Identity
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“Uniformity is not nature’s way; diversity is nature’s way.” ~ Vandana Shiva
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“Uniformity is not nature’s way; diversity is nature’s way.” ~ Vandana Shiva
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A bee does bee things every single moment of her life and ends up with seven drops of honey. Seven measly drops. So cruelly tedious, I can't help but think, offering my cup of pity. But she laughs at how widely I've missed the point. I could recite a poem for every flower, she says, I could dance you right under the table. Let me tell you how it feels to fly through the meadow, Let me name my sisters. ~ Lori Hetteen @lorihetteen
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A bee does bee things every single moment of her life and ends up with seven drops of honey. Seven measly drops. So cruelly tedious, I can't help but think, offering my cup of pity. But she laughs at how widely I've missed the point. I could recite a poem for every flower, she says, I could dance you right under the table. Let me tell you how it feels to fly through the meadow, Let me name my sisters.
~ Lori Hetteen @lorihetteen
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“I have found, through years of practice, that people garden in order to make something grow; to interact with nature; to share, to find sanctuary, to heal, to honor the earth, to leave a mark. Through gardening, we feel whole as we make our personal work of art upon our land.” ~ Julie Moir Messervy, The Inward Garden
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“I have found, through years of practice, that people garden in order to make something grow; to interact with nature; to share, to find sanctuary, to heal, to honor the earth, to leave a mark. Through gardening, we feel whole as we make our personal work of art upon our land.”
~ Julie Moir Messervy, The Inward Garden
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“Magic is seeing wonder in nature's every little thing, seeing how wonderful the fireflies are and how magical are the dragonflies.” ~ Ama H.Vanniarachchy
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“Magic is seeing wonder in nature's every little thing, seeing how wonderful the fireflies are and how magical are the dragonflies.”
~ Ama H.Vanniarachchy
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“Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see.” ― Hamilton musical
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“Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see.” ― Hamilton musical
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Have I lived enough? Have I loved enough? Have I considered Right Action enough, have I come to any conclusions? Have I experienced happiness with sufficient gratitude? Have I endured loneliness with grace? I say this, or perhaps I’m just thinking it. Actually, I probably think too much. Then I step out into the garden, where the gardener, who is said to be a simple man, is tending his children, the roses. The Gardener, by Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings, p. 7 © 2012 by NW Orchard, LLC First published by Penguin Press 2012
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Have I lived enough? Have I loved enough? Have I considered Right Action enough, have I come to any conclusions? Have I experienced happiness with sufficient gratitude? Have I endured loneliness with grace?
I say this, or perhaps I’m just thinking it. Actually, I probably think too much.
Then I step out into the garden, where the gardener, who is said to be a simple man, is tending his children, the roses.
The Gardener, by Mary Oliver
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