If you want something and can't find it, make it yourself, DIY. Whether it's a yellow teapot or a bit of peace in the world.

I’ve often thought I should attend a Japanese Tea Ceremony as a way of quieting my soul. But the urge has left me now that I’ve attended Angelika’s Fire Lighting Ceremony.

Sweetness isn't just experienced through our five senses. It can be experienced by our mind (thoughts) and our feelings (emotions).

Suffering is a mental habit which eases or ceases when we accept – bear, hold up, carry, allow – what life has presented us with and begin to work with the aspects of the situation that are within our control.

You are a part of nature. Your life is seasonal. You are an eternal, unstoppable flow.

Seeds are a reminder that everything starts small and that we already have all that we need.

When we sit with Grief, a door to consciousness will open and we will glimpse or feel something intangible and eternal. And be comforted.

To perform an act of sacrifice, we don't lose something, we give something. Sacrifice isn't giving up something; it is simply giving.

Find the gold – something precious, something illuminating, something with an eternal glow about it – in every moment, every situation.

My garden is a process. My life is a process. Other people's lives are a process. Life is a perfect, messy process.

The core of sacredness is recognising the soul in each other. (Translation by Coleman Barks of Shams Tabriz, the close friend of Rumi.)

The ordinary becomes extraordinary when you pay attention. There are no ordinary flowers, a boring cloud, or an uninteresting right hand.

The most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mystical. (Einstein). Miracles are everywhere in everyday life.

Your words, actions, and smiles can create a ripple effect that may outlive you.

A garden seat is a necessity. Have at least one in your garden. Choose simple and cheap ones.

There is no such thing as an unhappy gardener. They are always getting high on geosmin, which is the smell of damp earth.

A preview of our upcoming book, What My Garden Told Me. A message from the statue in the garden called The Lady.

A sneak peek of our soon-to-be-released book, What My Garden Told Me. Excerpt from topic Autumn Leaves.

Solitude is the state of being alone. The word implies an acceptance of being in that state. And acceptance makes all the difference.

Every moment is perfect. When we are equanimous, every moment is perfect.