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"One of the new things people began to find out in the last century was that thoughts - just mere thoughts - are as powerful as electric batteries - as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison. To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let it stay there after it has got in you you may never get over it as long as you live." I found this book browsing through my mother in law's library and realized I had never read it. It sounded intriguing so I picked it up. It was a little hard for me to get into at first. The author's or Mary's description of India and the "natives" irritated and sometimes offended me much like reading Khalil Gibran or Rudyard Kipling offends me. I muddled through, battled my urge to burn the book and surprisingly found a sweet jewel of a book. I liked bringing my childhood mind back to the forefront and getting lost in fantasy and dreams. I love how the garden was also a character that reflected the hearts and physical nature of Mary and Colin. Through their belief that the garden could be full and glorious again they themselves developed physically, emotionally and spiritually. I think we all have a "secret garden." The room in the house that's just filled with stuff and mess that you'd rather not deal with. The heart that doesn't let anyone too close. The mind that refuses to believe anything is possible. The long forgotten childhood dreams stuck admist the cobwebs and traffic of the daily doldrum. The letters I haven't written. The book that I haven't started. The unforgiveness that I have held onto. It all starts with a thought.