The Monastery garden in Jamaica, NY, is sacred for me because It is an oasis in the middle of a bustling city on top of a large hill that's a terminal moraine, meaning the edge of a glacier, signifying the end of the ice age. The energy of the garden shimmers with the spirit of all those who've prayed there for over a hundred years, and every question or decision I bring to the garden takes decisive shape in my heart while walking back there. It is a sacred gift.
~ Ellen Rhatigan
