Unseen, tiny, magic gardens are tending themselves, growing and dying back and growing again in secret. When you find them, the joy is yours. When they grow unnoticed the gardens are perfectly fine with that.
What do you create purely for your own pleasure, without the need for others to see and admire?
Even if you don’t believe in Santa, it’s easy to feel as if you are being judged by an invisible presence, that your actions and even your very being need to meet some undefined standard. But what if the watcher were merely interested, with no more notion of what was good or bad than a cat?
How is your life affected by a fear of being judged?
“There are two kinds of secrets. The ones we keep from others and the ones we keep from ourselves.”
―Frank Warren
What feelings lead you to suspect when you are keeping a secret from yourself?
I give you the key to…ah, there’s the rub. What is it that this particular key unlocks? Anyone with a bowl or a drawer full of keys knows how easy it is to have keys that definitely unlock something, but you just can’t remember what. Sometimes you have the solution, but you just can’t figure out the problem.
What solution do you have for which you would love to know the problem it solves?
Whatever the big picture might look like, we mortals only ever get to see a few pieces of the whole puzzle. When you hold just one small part of the larger mystery, sometimes the best you can do is to look for pattern and meaning in the bits you have and hope to make connections as you go along.
How do you see your small piece connecting to the larger Whole?
