Each day we travel through life as a walk through a splendid garden... Some of us choose to bask in the beauty of the moment, while others choose to linger along the pathways of what could have been, Still others prefer to avoid the garden, and choose to remain in the dismal valley of regret. Is it not more appealing to seek the fragile beauty of a single flower, though it may be hidden amongst the thorns, than to distort our view through the weeds of past circumstance? Do we wish to behold our blessings in the light of each new day? Or turn our backs upon the garden of life to avoid the scratches we have received down a distant path? Life is a series of choices... We can choose to dwell in a garden beneath an arbor of care, kindness, and compassion, or we can choose the barren landscape of yesterday's broken dreams. We can refresh our spirits in the sparkling rivers of the present, or wallow in the stagnant pools of fear and mistrust. Each day the tender buds of opportunity burst forth around us. They are colored with promise, and scented with the enduring fragrance of faith and hope. We have only to open our eyes to see them! We can gather their blooms to our hearts. and breathe in the miracles they gently offer, or turn away while they wither, unnoticed..untouched. We are all the garden keepers of our lives... It is all how we wish to view the garden of our creation. It is the beauty of choice. It is our Choice. It is that easy! © Soaring Spirit 2003