On my way in the garden. 
I stopped and took a long look at myself in the beautiful mirror at the gate. 

I saw words and they spoke, not a image. 
The words spoke a silent whisper. 
I moved in closer, but the words was still just a whisper. 
I had to move even closer. 
My face was one with the mirror. 
I heard this wonderful beautiful whispering voice say;

The good you find in others is in you too. 

The faults you find, are your faults as well. 
After all, to recognize something you must know it. The possibilities you see in others are possible for you as well. 
The beauty you see around you, is your beauty. The world around you is a mirror showing you the person you really are. 

To change the world, you must change yourself.  

To blame and complain will only make the matters worse. 

Whatever you care about, is your responsibility. 

What you see in others shows you yourself. 

See the best in others, and you will be your best.

Give to others, and you give to yourself. 

Appreciate beauty, and you will be beautiful. 

Admire creativity, and you will be creative. 

Love and you will be loved. 

Seek to understand, and you will be understood. 

Listen and your voice will be heard. 

Teach, and you will learn. 

Show your best face to the mirror, and you'll be happy with the face looking back at you

Once the mirror finished her story, I walk into the Garden, I breathe in deeply the fragrances of the night. 
The Roses in all their beauty perfume the night air. 

The night is clear, the stars are dancing across the brightly lit sky. 
The birds sing a song of silence. Everything is at peace with nature tonight. 
I stop to relax at the Willow Tree, here I'll meditate tonight. 
As I sit I look at the beauty of the Amethyst Pool. 
The water is placid, the moon will be mirrored perfectly. 

If we still ourselves, we can mirror the divine perfectly. 
But if we engage solely in the frenetic activities of your daily involvements, if we seek to impose our own schemes on the natural order, and if we allow ourselves to become absorbed in self- centered views, the surface of our waters becomes turbulent. Then we cannot be receptive of Self.

There is no effort that we can make to still ourselves. 
True stillness comes naturally from moments of solitude where we allow are minds to settle. 
Just as water seeks its own level, the mind will gravitate towards the holy. 
Muddy water well become clear if allowed to stand undisturbed, and so too will the mind become clear if it is allowed to be still. 

Neither the water nor the moon make any effort to achieve a refection.
In the same way, meditation will be natural and immediate.