Healing does not necessarily mean to become physically well or to be able to get up and walk around again.  Rather, it means achieving a balance between the physical, emotional, intellectual, and spiritual dimensions. . . .  At the end of their lives [five-year-old children with leukemia] they have little or no pain.  They are emotionally sound, and on an intellectual level they can share things it is almost impossible to believe could come from a child.  To me this is a healing, although they are not well from our earthly point of view.

Every time I arrange fresh flowers, I choose the blossoms from my garden and the vase from my shelf so that color and form complement each other. Four days later, I see the vermilion rose is developing a silver sheen that would be enhanced in pewter. I choose a new vase; I honor the aging; I create a new form. Just as order and beauty are crucial to a floral arrangement, so order and beauty are necessary for the well-being of my soul. They mirror each other.

Your soul is your life. Everything else is a fiction -- a mind game in authenticity. Without nourishing your own soul, you can't nourish the world; you can't give what you don't have. As your soul grows, however, it emanates invisibly and involuntarily the light which it has received.