“We are stardust, we are golden
We are billion-year-old carbon
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden”
Joni Mitchell
Those familiar with my blogs will know that I have a penchant for lists and a soft spot for the magic number seven. So here are seven ways we can relate to “the garden”. (My version of the Ten Ox-Herding Pictures if you like).
- People talk about a secret garden, but I don’t believe a word of it.
- There may well be a secret garden, but I don’t care either way. It’s not for me.
- I passionately believe in the garden. I long to get there and I’m searching high and low for it.
- I found it. It’s reality itself! I’m desperate to get back there but I have no idea how.
- I did it! I found the way back. It’s a long way though and I don’t know if I can do it again.
- I can get back to the garden at will. I come and go at my leisure.
- I’ve moved in. I live in the garden now.
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