i was in the "garden" a couple of times and feeling that connection. I sometimes imagine that empty space before that garden came into existence. Many times i am allowed into this garden, but most of the time, i have to be taken out of it. I long to walk in it forever and i wonder when is the next time i could enter this secret place again. but honestly, life outside the garden ain't that bad. besides, i am rather used to the joy and pain of being taken into this place, and out of it again.
it's just that, i wish that the blissfulness derived from being inside the garden would last much longer.