Bloom Where You’re Planted

I like it that the things I plant want to live, but then, all plants want to live. Even the rascally weeds race to take up space and sun and water to survive. Plants teach me to live every moment, to live in the present, and make me grateful for this place on earth I call home.

Bloom Where You're Planted

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About Gardening Gran

The first time I heard Mother Cay and Mother Judy speak was in 1972 at St Paul's Church in Darien, Connecticut. M. Cay talked about seeing a bright full moon, big and beautiful in the sky above. She thought, the moon doesn't generate light by itself -- it is all reflected light from the sun, and that is how we are supposed to be--reflecting the Light of the Son. That led to many retreats at the Community, one in Bermuda, a pilgrimage to England and Scotland, and finally building a house and moving to Cape Cod in 1980. I was privileged to have been on the Liturgy Committee for the first planning sessions for the Church, and to see it grow from seeds of ideas, into what it is now. Through the years here I have enjoyed writing, studying chant (and being glad that I had taken three years of Latin in school), working as the General Manager for Paraclete Television and Video, leading Shadow Tours when the choir travelled the world, and serving as President and a development officer for Gloriae Dei Artes Foundation. I like to do all kinds of needlework, read, paint landscapes, garden, play tennis, swim, watch the Red Sox, and be outdoors. What a loving God--to plant me in such a beautiful place, on a beach next to Cape Cod Bay!

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