March 24,2026.
March journal # 8 final: my garden this early spring morning
Notice the single purple crocus blossom

At the Deep Spring Center Board of Directors meeting last weekend, a board member raised the question what do we envision Deep Spring’s future to be 10 or 15 years from now when I may no longer be here? After all, I’m eighty-three. The deeper question was about how to keep Deep Spring teachings available for the future. Aaron pointed out that the Dharma is like a wildflower meadow. It starts with just a few isolated flowers but after a few seasons those brilliant colors and beautiful scents are scattered all over the million acres of meadow. But these seeds do need sunshine and water to thrive.

Meditating this morning: What are these seeds and how do I care for them? I remember that all the loving qualities of the heart are the seeds, and I care for them by recognizing how precious they are. They’re strong but still vulnerable. I must look after them often.

As Aaron often says, “That which is aware of anger is not angry: that which is aware of greed is not caught in greed; that which is aware of fear is not afraid.”

But I do get caught in those emotions and in the stories they pour out, especially around the very dangerous things happening in our world today. The best I seem able to do is just to realize I’m caught each time I’m caught; whenever I can catch that emotion and stuck energy, just noting: “ caught” and with compassion for myself, I come back to the place of the open heart. As I sat to meditate, I found myself singing, “ Love is the law; love is the law; love is the law of the universe; all you have to do is find it inside yourself, to know love is the law”; then sat, eyes open, watching the tiny plants just barely opening. We are all the flowers, and what we pour forth are the seeds.

Part of my small garden last summer (please notice the chipmunk!)
I’m so much looking forward to flowers!