I had exactly 10 minutes of peace and calm in my garden this morning before I could hear my kids waking up, fighting over who was in charge of making me breakfast. Then I spent the next hour soothing the feelings of my most sensitive child. This book on my lap has provided wisdom and answers with each chapter, just when I need them. The chapter I was reading when I heard doors slam and had to rescue the peace was about listening to plants and communicating indirectly (because we don't speak the same language as plants) to understand what they need. I needed to listen to my girl and what she was really saying behind the anger and the scowls. I had to approach her gently and share stories, rather than lecture and get lost in my own emotions of disappointment and anger. At first I was frustrated that my Mother's Day morning peace had been disturbed, but by the time the clouds rolled in and my tea was cold I was grateful for the connecting time I had with my girl, to listen and truly understand what she has been trying to say, just as the author of this book had to learn the language of the plants. I can now say this has been a perfect Mother's Day morning, listening to one of my children in my garden, and through this learning a little more about this mothering journey. Happy Mother's Day to all the people in this world who nurture and raise other living beings, be they animal or plant.