The pristine white of the spiny cactus, painstakingly nurtured for 40 years, surrounded by dense wet lushness presents the paradox of the garden on this rainy afternoon. I think of the duality of Eden as wilderness or paradise - one to be harnessed and controlled, the other to be cherished and protected and I question whether it must be one or the other? Context and choice have led me to a moral ecology that celebrates commonality over differences, and the belief that it is possible to live harmoniously, the cacti and the olive tree.
“God takes everyone he loves through a desert. It is his cure for our wandering hearts, restlessly searching for a new Eden.” Paul E. Miller