The plants do not come to the gardener; the gardener must go to where the plants may be.
Each plant has different needs at different times and the gardener must anticipate those and be proactive.
However tall a mountain is, and however torrential the rain on it, it cannot hold water. To hold water, you need to make your mind a valley.
I am not the purpose, I am the mode of conveyance; like a municipal water pipe, my job is to deliver the water and not quench my own thirst.
Imagination is everything. If we can imagine a future, we can create it, if we can create that future, others will live in it. That is the essence of success.
It has been a long 34 days and now I am in the last leg of my trip before heading home. I am in Bruekelen, Netharlands. Outside this tiny habitat, itself discernable only by its suburban status to Amsterdam – … Continue reading →