
Expect to find Sabrina lovingly attending her garden, her pets, practicing yoga, and cooking wonderful food!
The Garden. It’s been a love and hate relationship. It has tested my patience, my need to control, as well as my expectations on how things will turn out. The Garden is a challenge, yet it keeps seducing me back because of its whispered promise of better things yet to come.
I come from a line of female gardeners: my grandmother and my mother. Talk about green thumbs! They made it look so easy. I’ve had to work harder. I came into gardening out of spiritual necessity for I was in a place in my life that was thirsty for a spiritual connection. The traditional church home was not my answer so Nature, dressed in all its finery, extended an invitation to me into its welcoming home. There, I learned I could restore and deepen my senses and therefore my spirit.
Early on, I discovered that one of my favorite activities in the garden was the weeding process because weeding offered me instant gratification. Wow, I thought, I can make this chaotic space look quiet and serene so quickly and besides it so appealed to that side of my personality that found comfort in order! As my expertise in weeding grew, I realized that I was meditating. I came to look forward to my weeding dates because I discovered I was onto something. Gardeners define weeds as plants that are just unwanted because they are in the wrong place. They tend to leach out energy and therefore hinder the normal growth of nearby plants that were intentionally placed there by the gardener! And so, the more I weeded, the more I recognized that the weeds in my mind where just like the weeds in my garden: misplaced and in need of attention.
So without expectations of how things will work out, I finish in my garden of weeding by composting the weeds and my worries as well. A feeling of contentment fills me because I’ve just cultivated my garden within and feel so ever grateful for Nature’s sincere invitation in her most welcoming of homes, the Garden.


