I was working in my garden and marveled at how after winter things grow that I never planted. It’s as though all of life competes for space to show itself, making me smile. During the past year, I didn’t have much time for my garden, and much of it was flat and seemingly “dead”. It was easy to think that nothing would ever grow again because the ground was barren. Yet beneath the soil were the seeds of lush greenery and intriguing wildflowers just waiting for the water that would bring them back to life. They had gone underground. They hadn’t died. And how many times do we feel barren and washed up? How often do we look at the evidence of lack and believe that is our lot forever? Yet, like the garden, when we least expect it, inspiration may strike, conditions change, and we are brought again into glorious bloom.