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This gentle invitation to create sacred space in the garden feels like a return to Eden, not the mythic perfection of an untouched world, but the quieter truth that God still walks among the trees in the cool of the day, waiting for us to notice.

In an age driven by noise and utility, your words remind us that the divine prefers subtle entrances… through rustling leaves, the curved silence of a bench, the shimmer of wings on lavender. Incarnational mysticism begins here: not in grand visions, but in the earth beneath our feet and the scent of rosemary on our fingers.

Thanks for reminding us that holiness is not elsewhere, it is blooming beside us, quietly, faithfully, if only we slow down enough to see.

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