When I look out over my garden I find peace and hope in the life which begins and ends there each season. Even as frost moves in and the beauty of the harvest fades new life begins. It is hidden in the soil waiting to be nurtured into the next season. It seeks food from the decay of the months before. It does not question this decay. It is fed by it. From it’s depths it reaches for the light. Slowly it opens to its true self and ends in the next cycle of life.
It is so easy to embrace the beauty in nature when the decay is within the garden. This is simply not the case with the decay of my own body. I have given life! I was blessed with three amazing healthy children. I have felt the energy of the sun and the warmth of love. I have felt myself so connected to Spirit that I could not dream there would come a time when all faith, best viagra pilule all hope and love seemed to drain from my body. I was not prepared for that day. Yet, the day came! That day, that place, and that time is the day I found myself in a gun store. That day I was shopping for the weapon I would use to end my life.
I realized I was trapped inside the human body.