The Recieving Garden - Chapter 4 - Part 5

The Vision of The Garden of My Heart seemed to be on continuous play in my mind. It effected all that I did and for another two years the dream seemed to influence every aspect of my life. No matter what I was experiencing of going through the Garden had the answer in form of symbolism and it was if all I needed was continually waiting there in bounty to be harvested. Here is an exert from my journal showing the Garden, and my, progress:

4/3/04
It is time to visit the Garden. It is such a wonderful Saturday morning. It’s a slow gentle rain today. I absolutely love the rain. It completely inspires me. The Garden has been a continual part of my thought process now for close to two years. I have been reading and rereading the original dream this month and I am finding it even more meaningful and clear now than ever. I am in mood right now though, and I feel the need to express the current condition of the Garden.

Ah what an entrance. The remodel and redesign of the Garden entrance was in retrospect a stroke of genius. It welcomes people into this, my Holy of Holies, with out letting them all the way in. The sign above the main gate welcomes all, and many have come to feast there eyes, hearts and souls on the delights of my Garden. The Asian themed reflecting Garden just inside has been met with herald. The peace and comfort people feel here I can see is really touching them and I am loving the fact that my garden (i.e. my persona) can have such a healing and enlighten effect on people. The nice thing though is the new design lets people in only to this point and the elegant Temple Gate quietly guards and protects the majority of the Garden's beauty and power. I let very few venture through these gates. Many I see, as I sit from the watch tower and oversee the affairs of my Garden, come into this reflection area and are so completely overwhelmed they rush to put there name on the list to enter deeper and meet the Gardener. This was a bit overwhelming at first as I was shocked at how much interest there suddenly was in my work. I did let a few venture further right off the bat but in retrospect that was a mistake. For many the work on the other side of the Temple Gate was, despite them saying they were ready, far too much for their senses to handle. Although it was something they all professed to want I found that opening the Temple Gate too early left them facing a reality that most were incapable of coping with. But keeping people out of the Garden altogether does not serve the Garden or the Gardener either so the receiving area serves its purpose well and gives all that feel so inclined to venture in an opportunity to come in and receive the gift of the Garden that is Me without having to expose all of the Garden or Myself. It fulfills many who enters curiosity and still heals the hearts of many, some even complete strangers, but the Gardener is now somewhat protected from being overwhelmed with visitors as only a select few are invited to come explore the Garden deeper and this only after the Gardener as ascertained they are truly ready to receive more.

As one can see the Garden and the Gardener had come along way by this point. All was well. All was progressing. All was as it should be and I was at my pinnacle of inspiration. I felt I had been riding a magical wave and as if ALL WAS POSSIBLE. I knew God loved me and I knew that the Garden had been given to me as a gift to remind me of this love. The Garden was flourishing.