For Tuesday’s peace devotion pilgrimage, i journey to my beloved garden, the garden of the beloved, to contemplate the waterfall of rushing light flowing in, the energy pouring in that renders me as mute witness called to listen in a deeper way for heart whispers and then struck silent by the beauty, awestruck by the reflection of the divine everywhere i look… yes, in this sacred space silence is the coin of the realm and is, indeed, golden…