Findhorn Gardens and Plant Communication

I started communicating with plants during a drive to learn all I could about medicinal herbs.

I typically go down the rabbit hole on any new project, reading everything I can get my hands on, researching, etc. And in the case of plants, I actually followed through with some amazing gardens and a Master Gardener’s certificate.

It was “Findhorn Gardens” though, that startled me into an actual attempt to listen to the plants, the plant spirits and nature.

Findhorn Gardens still exist in Scotland. (Cliff Note: book details the experiences of three people in the early 1960’s who heard the voices of plant spirits. They co-created an amazing garden out of horrible soil.)

If somebody else can do it, I should be able to do it, I thought. So I started listening REALLY HARD. And trying to talk to the plants through my mind. like this ” I LOVE YOU BASIL, YOU ARE MY FAVORITE HERB.”

Yeah.

Doing anything really hard = forcing. And the results were poor.

So what I have learned is to “allow”. Allow myself to listen. Allow the plants to talk. Books tend to present the dialogue as talking. But it is just as often a picture, or a feeling. For me, with the plants, it’s less talking and more of a feeling. Your experience may differ – and that’s as it should be. We all are different in how we best communicate.

Some of the best gardeners I’ve met, operate on an intuitive level. They may or may not believe in plant communication, per SE, but they “know” on some level, what that garden needs.

Which is the bottom line. What is it, that is needed. You won’t find everything in a book. Sometimes the answers are within you.

 

Stepping beyond fear

Now I remember the reason my other blogs failed.

Having to post.

Today’s assignment from Blogging 101 was to post to our ideal audience, to imagine one person who we wanted to reach with our words.

And I froze like a deer in headlights.

So, that’s what this post is about. Those moments when we have absolute control over something: a new blog post, a blank page of our novel and generally the opportunity to do what we want with our lives.

I won’t lie, for as much as I talk about turning animal communication and healing into a real practice, I use every opportunity to avoid it.

Lately it’s been because I truly couldn’t commit to anything while I was caring for Mom and Dad at the level I was. Before that, it was lack of training, before that it was something else.

Just like this morning. I read the assignment last night, got pumped up to write, and this morning I have avoided it like the plague. Where did last night’s inspiration go?

And this is my fear overall. After all the studying and practicing, all the life events, am I really good enough to put myself “out there” ?

Am I enough?

And if not, when will I be enough? I hear a lot of voices in my head from growing up, we all do. Our parents, teachers, bosses, co-workers and peers. And maybe worst of all, people we don’t know, people on social media, who tout their own amazing life/gifts/skills – or worse, people who put you down for expressing your dreams.

So, this is for you, my ideal audience. The person who is reading this and saying, “I always wanted to ….”

You can do it. You don’t have to share it with the world, in fact you should nurture that dream like a spark before it becomes a flame. But it will become a flame because there are people like me who believe in you. I don’t even know you, but I believe in your Soul. I believe that you and I¬†were put here for a reason and it was for more than just to exist and worry.

It is to bring whatever gift you have, out into a world that is sadly lacking in gifts, in joy and in gratitude.

I want to have the BIG GIFT to give: the cure for cancer, the answer to achieve world peace.

But my gift is really to hold sacred space for everyone, to be the smile, maybe the only smile you get today, to be the healer for those around me, and believe me, that is a very small radius.

But a pebble thrown in a lake causes increasingly large ripples to flow outward.

And that’s a great gift.

So to complete the assignment I have to embed something in the post. This is me smiling at you.1483877_10152476219073275_212951160_o