Reflections Shared by Visitors
Journals are placed on benches where visitors can make a comment, draw, or share a thought.
The following visitor reflections were gleaned from these journal entries.
We all enjoyed walking on the path, smelling the flowers, hearing the wind and the water. The 2-year-old in our group enjoyed it all and wanted to draw in the journals. She will be a big sister in a few days.
This place is breathtaking. Setting my mind free from all my worries. Listening to the sound of the wind in the trees sweeps away my thoughts.
All my senses are overflowing with the glorious fragrant smells, the exquisite carpet of daisies on the emerald green background, the shimmering leaves against the beautiful blue sky, the happy singing birds – this really is heavenly!
Words cannot describe my first steps into this beautiful place. I don’t know why, but I have tears. Very spiritual place, indeed. –P.J.S.
Yes, yes – love isn’t love until you can share it and give it. So many are blessed with the sharing of this sacred space. – Anonymous
We all enjoyed walking on the path, smelling the flowers, hearing the wind and the water. The 2-year-old in our group enjoyed it all and wanted to draw in the journals. She will be a big sister in a few days.
This place is breathtaking. Setting my mind free from all my worries. Listening to the sound of the wind in the trees sweeps away my thoughts.
All my senses are overflowing with the glorious fragrant smells, the exquisite carpet of daisies on the emerald green background, the shimmering leaves against the beautiful blue sky, the happy singing birds – this really is heavenly!
Words cannot describe my first steps into this beautiful place. I don’t know why, but I have tears. Very spiritual place, indeed. –P.J.S.
Yes, yes – love isn’t love until you can share it and give it. So many are blessed with the sharing of this sacred space. – Anonymous