At Christmas time last year my family visited the Bellevue Botanical Gardens as a ritual of celebration for our sister who had died suddenly four months earlier. Today I come across the photos of the gardens and tears of delight mix with tears of sorrow, as they always do. This was one of our last outings with Mary, and she so loved to garden!
I think of her and all of our loved ones who have passed as being immersed in the beating heart of the universe, as Martin Buber phrases it so well. They live and breathe in every flower in every garden and continue to light our way.
May we stay in tune with the beating of the great heart.
Spirituality Without Borders: Reflections on Spiritual Practice 
Beautiful!!
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It is good to revisit Martin Buber. I was so moved by him in college a hundred years ago. Finally I can understand some of what he was saying!
On Mon, Feb 24, 2014 at 8:48 AM, Spirituality Without Borders: Reflections
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Yes, his words are so powerful–love “The beating heart of the Universe is holy joy”
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I’m glad to meet you dear! Love your blog posts! Blessings! Neeky
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Likewise, Neeky! I’m glad they speak to you.
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