I do not have to go to Sacred Places in far-off lands. The ground I stand on is holy. Here, in this little garden I tend, my pilgrimage ends. The wild honeybees, the hummingbirds and moths, the flickering fireflies at dusk are a microcosm of the Universe. Each seed that grows, each space of soil is full of miracles. And I toil and sweat and watch and wonder and am full of love – living in place, in this place, for truth and beauty dwell here.
-Mary de LaValette