When you dive into the river of consciousness, is your location determined by your swimming or by the river? Say consciousness is a river and you decide not to swim in it, are you still moved by the river?
Emily and Dan moved. We bought a house together in Providence, RI, the new home of Seeing with Your Heart. Our house is on a quiet street near the river. It has a large enough room to host our workshops, a couple of offices for constellation therapy, mentoring, and herbal consults and a garden with freshly planted medicinal herbs.
It’s taken our entire lives so far to get here. We arrived in this house by trusting our love for each other and the consciousness that guides us. A long time ago, we wrote out our vision for
Seeing with Your Heart and in the document, we noted Pete Seeger’s lyrics…
"Oh Eve, go tell Adam
We've got to build a garden.
We' got to get a-workin'
On building a decent home for all of God's children.
Oh-oh Pacem in Teris, Mir, Shanti, Salaam, Heiwa!"
A week after moving, we received a shipment of dirt to fill the raised beds and ended up with three times the amount of dirt we could possibly need (despite how carefully we ordered it). Was this a metaphor we wondered? Or is there a message to uncover as we tend to the massive pile of dirt?
Our first guess, when life hands you dirt, build another garden. So, rather than unpacking boxes, we began to build garden beds around the perimeter of the house and took on the project of transforming our small front yard into a raised garden held up by a stone wall. Seemed simple, until it wasn’t. After about a week of digging and moving dirt, we lost our enthusiasm, the stone wall started to tip forward, and we questioned what in the hell were we doing.