Hey LLB,
After reading your post I went out to the garden I have here at home with the intention of communing. It's a beauty garden, just to have beautiful plants growing here for myself, my wife and the other folks at this little apartment building overlooking the water in Queen Anne.
I've been moving some plants out of the way of oncoming construction and had more to move and save from losing them to a bull dozer, which is an uncaring and rude device. I asked the devas to please accept that I was moving the plants to a new home around the corner, and one with better soil and shade for them, ( azaleas ) because the full sun was keeping them to hot and dry. I got an immediate feeling in response and translated the feeling into words that seemed to fit it. It was very bouncy and talkative in a quick cadence and had a definite sense of how I should proceed. I went with the feeling and translation and did some things I've never done before. I let them pick what plant to transplant and found them very specific, like, "this one first, no no no not that one, this one"! OK I thought, that one, and then staying open to it asked about how to dig it up, not with words out loud, but in an inner voice, and got an immediate response, ........ "like this" and saw they wanted it done a certain way. So I did that and was carrying the plant in a container down to the new place, inviting them along when they said "hurry hurry hurry", and I thought what for, and they said, "no one likes their roots exposed for very long", and I thought about how I never even thought about that before or how it might feel to the plant.
Down at the new spot I was looking for where it should go and they said "no no no, over here", and were insistent that it go just where they wanted it. Ok......., I thought, you started this, so just keep honoring what your feeling, and I dug a hole where they wanted it and was adding some water to it, when the said, "that's enough, that's enough", and I asked why, and they said, 'look, you just get the roots covered and we'll find our way to water". While digging the hole for it I came across a worm because it's good rich soil, and they said, "no no no", as I went to move the worm, and said "put it on the side of the hole just there", which I did and started to cover with dirt, but they said "no just wait" and I thought to myself that this was getting out of hand. These chatty, insistent and highly specific instructions were not how I'm accustomed to gardening, and they said "you'll see why". So I continued with the hole and continued finding worms, which they insisted needed to be put all together in that one spot, and not just dumped there, and they had to be in contact with each other, touching each other. So here I am making a little pile of worms and then placing the azalea in the hole while being cajoled by voice/feelings to hurry up. When the azalea was in place they had me put the worms, who seemed to be waiting patiently, in a specific spot and cover them with a very light amount of soil, less than I would have thought good for the worms, but apparently exactly what was the right amount according to the chatter bug devas.
They were very clear that certain vines should be keep out, and vigorously removed, it's some kind of morning glory, (which is a monster to deal with) and that others should be left alone. As I went to remove a big dandelion they had a fit. "No no no"!
"Ok already", I thought, as I realized how many I'd pulled up this year and tried to hide the thought away.
I was gardening for hours and thought to myself that I can never go back to how I used t do it. I'm sure this sounds like a bit of a Disney cartoon, but that's also what it felt like to me at the time, like I'd unstopped my ears, and gardening was going to be good, but annoyingly noisy for awhile to come. I'm telling you this straight, not making it up, and it feels a bit heavy while it was certainly fun also. Geeze, it feels like everything is going to be different. I mean I'm happy about it, but feel kind of bad about all the years I've been doing it my way for my happiness, and not realizing it's not just about me alone, but the brothers and sisters in green and gold have feelings too.
I'm in relationship with several sacred plant medicines, and maybe this shouldn't be such a surprise, but it is. Not that it happened, but that it was so clear, and highly specific. Just like some people I know, who like there eggs just so, and placed just so, and only half a glass of orange juice please and not the blue tea cups with the green tea thank you very much.
I wouldn't kid about this, because my relationships are where I try to live out my spiritual ideals, and so this new one is going to need care and attention the way the others do.
All because some guy I've never met reminded me to open up to it. Yikes, and thanks LLB.
After reading your post I went out to the garden I have here at home with the intention of communing. It's a beauty garden, just to have beautiful plants growing here for myself, my wife and the other folks at this little apartment building overlooking the water in Queen Anne.
I've been moving some plants out of the way of oncoming construction and had more to move and save from losing them to a bull dozer, which is an uncaring and rude device. I asked the devas to please accept that I was moving the plants to a new home around the corner, and one with better soil and shade for them, ( azaleas ) because the full sun was keeping them to hot and dry. I got an immediate feeling in response and translated the feeling into words that seemed to fit it. It was very bouncy and talkative in a quick cadence and had a definite sense of how I should proceed. I went with the feeling and translation and did some things I've never done before. I let them pick what plant to transplant and found them very specific, like, "this one first, no no no not that one, this one"! OK I thought, that one, and then staying open to it asked about how to dig it up, not with words out loud, but in an inner voice, and got an immediate response, ........ "like this" and saw they wanted it done a certain way. So I did that and was carrying the plant in a container down to the new place, inviting them along when they said "hurry hurry hurry", and I thought what for, and they said, "no one likes their roots exposed for very long", and I thought about how I never even thought about that before or how it might feel to the plant.
Down at the new spot I was looking for where it should go and they said "no no no, over here", and were insistent that it go just where they wanted it. Ok......., I thought, you started this, so just keep honoring what your feeling, and I dug a hole where they wanted it and was adding some water to it, when the said, "that's enough, that's enough", and I asked why, and they said, 'look, you just get the roots covered and we'll find our way to water". While digging the hole for it I came across a worm because it's good rich soil, and they said, "no no no", as I went to move the worm, and said "put it on the side of the hole just there", which I did and started to cover with dirt, but they said "no just wait" and I thought to myself that this was getting out of hand. These chatty, insistent and highly specific instructions were not how I'm accustomed to gardening, and they said "you'll see why". So I continued with the hole and continued finding worms, which they insisted needed to be put all together in that one spot, and not just dumped there, and they had to be in contact with each other, touching each other. So here I am making a little pile of worms and then placing the azalea in the hole while being cajoled by voice/feelings to hurry up. When the azalea was in place they had me put the worms, who seemed to be waiting patiently, in a specific spot and cover them with a very light amount of soil, less than I would have thought good for the worms, but apparently exactly what was the right amount according to the chatter bug devas.
They were very clear that certain vines should be keep out, and vigorously removed, it's some kind of morning glory, (which is a monster to deal with) and that others should be left alone. As I went to remove a big dandelion they had a fit. "No no no"!
"Ok already", I thought, as I realized how many I'd pulled up this year and tried to hide the thought away.
I was gardening for hours and thought to myself that I can never go back to how I used t do it. I'm sure this sounds like a bit of a Disney cartoon, but that's also what it felt like to me at the time, like I'd unstopped my ears, and gardening was going to be good, but annoyingly noisy for awhile to come. I'm telling you this straight, not making it up, and it feels a bit heavy while it was certainly fun also. Geeze, it feels like everything is going to be different. I mean I'm happy about it, but feel kind of bad about all the years I've been doing it my way for my happiness, and not realizing it's not just about me alone, but the brothers and sisters in green and gold have feelings too.
I'm in relationship with several sacred plant medicines, and maybe this shouldn't be such a surprise, but it is. Not that it happened, but that it was so clear, and highly specific. Just like some people I know, who like there eggs just so, and placed just so, and only half a glass of orange juice please and not the blue tea cups with the green tea thank you very much.
I wouldn't kid about this, because my relationships are where I try to live out my spiritual ideals, and so this new one is going to need care and attention the way the others do.
All because some guy I've never met reminded me to open up to it. Yikes, and thanks LLB.
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