I could not find my garden yesterday.

This is not as odd as it sounds. My garden is not a physical place. Yet. In its current form, it is a mental construct: A sand and rock Zen garden. It is not massive, roughly 15′ x 30′ (approx. 5m x 10m), but it is mine. It is my retreat. I go there to find my center and balance; it is usually a peaceful place. Friday, I could not find it. This realization led to an epiphany:

I need to find my garden again. I shall rebuild it. It is also time to find myself. In rebuilding my garden, I shall also deconstruct and reconstruct myself.

This is not a one-time metamorphosis. It will be a continual evolution. It will encompass almost all aspects of my life. “He’s not concerned with yesterday, he knows constant change is here today.” – New World Man

I read somewhere that most of our habits are firmly entrenched by the time we reach age 30. That same article said that while habits can be changed and modified after this age, it becomes more difficult to do so. I don’t view that as an obstacle. It’s a challenge. And it has been far too long since I have presented myself with an adequate challenge. I am looking forward to this.

“He who conquers others is strong; he who conquers himself is mighty.”
-Lao Tzu

…and mighty shall I be.

Peace.