Cultivating life’s garden~

A heart is a harvester of seeds that have been sewn. Seeds of joy. Seeds of love. Seeds of hope—All our dreams, our desires and everything unseen.

May your heart be a garden where everything grows.

-v.

A heart bleeds; it endures~

From surmounting joy to overwhelming anguish, our hearts withstand these ebbs and flows. It’s reassurance comes in whispers. It’s tears shed with our own. It is our constant companion to the end.

-v.

Every day, can seem mundane. The same ol’ routine; same stuff, different day. While nothing is new, there’s still something special to be found—that’s when one asks where and how.

It’s always easy to be grateful when things are exciting and going your way, but to be thankful for that nothing in your day….Nothing, just ample breath to feed hungry lungs, skipped beats of the heart from the love tugging at its strings, visions of beauty in bright, wondrous eyes and countless memories tucked away in a discerning mind; deep inside.

For you see, all these things are such precious gifts. Blessings enjoyed, yet so easily taken for granted…until they become lost, leaving us longing for those better days.

So leave the big things outside the front door; be present in the here and now. For those grand moments will not always be, it’s the small things that will endure.

-v.

A heart carries a song~

The rhythm it plays depends upon the day It’s echoing tunes are contingent upon what ears they befall. Ticking away, from beginning to end; navigating, foretelling like the stars from above.

-v.