God in a Garden

I decided to go for a stroll around my neighborhood on my day off. There was still unexplored land to tread on. I let my curiosity guide me and ended up at the doors of an Episcopalian church. I cupped my hands around my eyes and peeked in through the glass doors.

Churchy looking on the inside.

I wondered if it was one of those churches where all were welcome, or if it was more exclusive. I searched my brain for episcopal references.

Sex and the City, I think Charlotte was Episcopalian.

I walked around to the side and found a view of a beautiful garden. There was a stone labyrinth, a fountain, benches.

A few Blue Jays were flitting about. I asked if they were Episcopalian, they didn’t respond.

I stared at one and it stared back at me. I asked the Blue Jay if it knew God, it didn’t respond.

I soaked up the pretty view with my eyes. How that garden felt so protected from the outside world. Open 24/7 to critters and creatures, but mostly closed to those of human kind.

I wondered if God was there, in this space built for devotion.

God, spirit, the unknown. What the heck was it? And why did we seek with such thirst and fervor?

I asked into the air, what are you? [Asking the church.]

It replied, “A place to Remember.”

To remember what? That we’re more spirit than human? Something beautiful and esoteric?


The reply felt more simple….

To remember that this is a story.

Millions of interwoven and interconnected stories, whew. That’s a lot of story telling.

I looked again at the garden. I took a deep breath. “A Place to Remember”

I found my way to the center of the story.

To the voice behind the words and the breath behind the voice.

There, it was peaceful.

Published by Readings By Heba

I have over 12 years of experience doing intuitive readings. I've done extensive research into metaphysics, the occult, and faith based religions. I regularly practice meditation and kirtan (devotional yoga). I acknowledge that our lives are made of the seen and the unseen and that Truth is a moving target. I can say only a few things with great conviction after all I have lived. One, life ebbs and flows and it is always up to you to come back into your light. Use every resource you can! Two, the source of all things is light and freedom. You are free to believe whatever you choose to believe, only you can convince or disprove your own ideas. Three, we are dynamic, enigmatic beings. Though society would like us to stay in certain boxes, the truth is we can't. I am so much more than a reader. I live my life with robust joy and great curiosity. Four, I have always been in touch with something that is beyond our conventional ideas of life. I always felt something beyond my five senses. There is a part of me that relishes in diving into the depths of existence. Into those lighter layers of perception. I like feeling where the flow of life is moving. And I truly enjoy doing it with others. Lastly, I am a lover at the core of my being. I love devotional practice. I love adoring the world and everything in it. I seek to shine my light wherever I go. Of course we experience hard times, I just make the absolute most out of all the other times.

One thought on “God in a Garden

  1. Love this blog! Nice to remember that life is a story, our story, my story, we’re making it up. That church garden sounds so cozy and lovely. Thanks for sharing!


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