“More grows in the garden than the gardener sows.”…Old Spanish Proverb
Sometimes the words just don’t flow. When I was a new speaker and writer, this frustrated me. But now, I understand it and find myself more accepting of the pause. Sometimes there are no words because the heart wants the savor the moment and celebrate in silence. Or maybe the words just need to percolate before coming to the surface.
It’s been a week and a half since 158 beautiful souls gathered in my garden for an evening of charity. It was a night of smiles, hugs, laughter, the beginning of new friendships and the renewal of old ones as hors d’oeuvres were passed and smooth jazz floated in the air.
At the time of this writing, our third annual event collected 525 pairs of shoes for local children in need and the shoes continue to appear on my doorstep.
It’s easy sometimes to get caught up in the negativity of life. Relationships drain and strain us; work demands threaten our desire for a joy-filled life; we turn on the news and the headlines of the day wrap its arms around us and squeeze so tightly we cannot breathe.
But hidden in our minds live seeds ofhope…. that silent prayer that goodness will prevail and that things will magically fall into place and provide us with a truer understanding of why we are here.
I love this event because each year I am reminded that “more grows in the garden than the gardener sows.” They are the seeds of kindness, generosity, humility, authenticity, and love. The true essence of “soles” revealed itself as donations appeared on my doorstep from friends who could not attend but were there in spirit. And with each donation, there were notes, and stories, and letters of love and support. Letters from women who wanted to pay it forward because life had been good to them. Bags of shoes from friends who remembered what it felt like to begin a new school year as the only child without a new pair of back-to-school shoes. Women who have lived colorful, successful, grace-filled lives who chose to share this moment because they wanted to be part of something bigger than themselves. Retail stores who showed the true meaning of corporate soul by donating inventory for the cause.
Sometimes there are no words to adequately describe what happened that night among the flowers and candlelight.
But tonight I choose to call it grace.
A special thanks to: John Kuhn Photography, BJ Ostrum of Enhanced Printing & Promotions, Bobbi Prescott-ReMax Results, Kelly Beach – Vicarious Travel, Jullie Caniford- Fourish..Simply Wealth, Beth and Julia Schillaci of Little J Creations, Heather Bodner of Three Old Souls, Cheri Thompson of The Savory Spoon, Charlie Doherty and his musicians, and my friends and family who helped the evening of the event. I love you all. My heart is full.