THE GARDENER OF LIFE

You are free, when you choose to grow wherever you are planted. You are free, when you choose to spread your wings and fly into a different world of your imagination.

True sources of light can be like the Sun, either shining in the clear blue sky or hidden behind dark clouds. When you are lost, they can guide you like the North Star.

A true gardener is always a gardener. Similarly, you cannot escape from being yourself. However, this constancy of attachment does not mean constancy of your being, rather it is just the opposite.

Do you feel the pain of crushed dreams, hear the mourning of chained possibilities, and see the waste of unrealized potential in a Bonsai, a miniature version of a bigger, fuller and grander existence of a tree?

Burning is inevitable. We all are burning – some rapidly and some slowly, some violently and some calmly, some for destruction and some for resurrection.

Have you ever stooped to see the tiny flowers blooming in the grass, playfully flaunting their tender petals painted with exquisite colors, happily dancing with the wind, tolerating thousand trampling, and not caring obvious indifference of the outside world?