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All this is full. All that is full. From fullness, fullness comes out. Taking fullness from fullness, What remains is fullness -Upanishads

This morning I was swept up in the pure joy of the garden stand, the beauty, the sweetness, the laughter and community. Everyone greeting one another with smiles, oohing and ahhing over the new layout of the garden stand, and reveling in the spread.

The children munched on carrots, as they dipped them in big tubs of washing water and delighted in chasing one another through the grass.

It felt so abundant, in terms of joy, in terms of living, in terms of being so completely present and full. And the garden stand reflected that, overflowing with beautiful bouquets of fresh flowers and a plentiful array of delicious produce.