We can make the sorrow and suffering into a compost out of which the roses of joy can grow. This is a continuous quest, and we have to keep sowing the rose seeds and not just get overwhelmed by compost.

Praise was the only nutrient we humans had to give to that which gave us life,

Dandelions don’t know whether they are a weed or a brilliance. But each seed can create a field of dandelions. We are invited to be that prolific. And to return fertility to the soil around us.

let us not be like little children who sow a seed today and dig it up tomorrow to see how much the root went down.

There are stories we leave buried so our children can move without weight.”