All Are Worthy of My Garden

She stood in the flower garden, amazed at the abundance of flowers around her. They stretched out into the distance, as far as her eyes could see. They varied in shape, size, and color—each gorgeous on its own, yet breathtaking as a whole. The beauty of the scenery and the magic she felt from the field of flowers overwhelmed her.

“I don’t feel worthy,” she whispered, placing her hand on her chest.

“All are worthy of my garden,” God replied to her soul.

His words took her breath away, touching something deep within her, triggering a release of emotions in the form of gentle tears slipping down her cheek.

She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. As her body relaxed, her energy opened to the world around her. Her head was pulled to the right. Just over her shoulder, she noticed a wooden sign sticking out just above the flower blooms. She turned and moved toward it. Bending down, she pushed the flowers aside to take a closer look. She could just make out the tops of letters carved into the wood.

“Lead the way,” the sign read.

“Lead the way?” she murmured to herself, confused. “What an odd sign.” 

As she straightened, another wooden sign appeared in the distance. It was made of three horizontal planks affixed to a pole, similar to the first.

She stepped forward, weaving through the flowers. As she neared the second sign, a path revealed itself beneath her feet; a trail of fallen yellow flower petals. 

The sign read, “Choose a path."

She looked left, then right. Left again. Then right. The path stretched endlessly for miles in both directions. 

“How do I know if this is my path?” she asked aloud, her voice tinged with desperation. 

Before her eyes, the words on the sign changed. 

“Your path is the path you are on."

Tears welled in her eyes. The message triggered her fears and her worries; she was scared of not knowing the right way to go, the right choice to make, or the right way to live her life. She had always followed the rules. She had obeyed the law. But she was terrified of making a mistake.

The words changed again. 

“Follow your heart, love."

A wave of gentle, calming energy washed over her. The sign began to glow, radiating a golden, glittering light that wrapped her like a warm embrace. Divine love and healing filled every part of her being, soothing her soul and dissolving her fears. She felt the most divine peace. She hadn’t realized how much tension she had been holding in her body until, suddenly, it melted away.

She sat down on the yellow petals, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes. She breathed in the energy from the sign, drawing a long, deep breath in then slowly, deliberately exhaling. She continued in a rhythm, breathing in and out, in and out, until she felt herself align with the energy surrounding her.

When she opened her eyes, the colors of the flowers in the field had changed. They were more vibrant and electric. The yellow petals lining the path lifted into the air, fluttering like tiny, delicate golden butterflies. 

The butterflies swirled around her, their energy lifting her spirits, elevating her energy. They awakened something deeper. They activated a deeper knowing within her, lifting her up to a higher level.

She breathed in their energy, allowing it to seep deep within her soul.