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Have you asked yourself, what would it be like to be old and unable to care for yourself? To leave your home and live in a nursing home? I was a nursing assistant, a CNA, in a local nursing home for three years. A soul opener. I asked myself: "Who are these people? He, whose head is bowed, asleep in his wheelchair? She, with her walker in search of her room? Who were they? What of her smile, her wrinkled kind face? What of her children, ...

We each have seeds of beautiful plants and flowers to grow. Only in the sunshine of silence, the rain of stillness, the lightning and thunder of solitude will they sprout and grow. In that sunshine and rain we will hear the song we are made to sing, the poem, story, invention That will cultivate life on our planet. We are invited to enter our garden gates to sow, weed and harvest delicious fruit. We dread to leave our noisy gadgets...