I remember that day I was humbled in Humboldt by a cucumber like plant hanging over my head. Her pretty white flowers shows how linked we all are to our past generations that got us where are today.That day, at Prairie Creek in the midst of these manroot Kahts-tuwiriki flower vines I became like the condensed ball. Imagine yourself to be that green ball in the picture with the cords coming out of your solar plexus. As you can tell the cords are not finding anything outside there to hold on to. They are entangled over the ages to what became each others stories in the search for something or someone to hold on to. Manroot mirrored back at me how to disentangle from the outer past story while keeping my head cool. Quite unexpectedly this Manroot connected me to all of life from where there was no turning back to the old broken program. How to depend on our own inner resources is not some distant future idea but that time is now. A cycle has ended and the strings are no longer going to find an outer source to continue building our future on. The world will continue in a whole new way.
Little did I know what the plants and trees notes I took just 2 years ago really meant !
‘Soon you will understand that in a (wall-)nutshell we are letting go of a very old supportive dependency system that slowly turned the patterns into poverty consciousness. We are ready to be free of the illusionary mind constructed story that was carried down over the ages.’ Humanity is going through the letting go of a group support system that no longer is. The clean up is well under way and the true story is becoming untangled with it. It can be frightful to not find the way it used to be. Cords we where conditioned to depend on, that bound us for thousands of years are being untangled. Once untangled they can be disconnected one person at a time. Its “cool” and scary at the same time.
Though the ship is not sinking. How do I know this so well? Well, I am like the walnut that broke out of the old chain. After lots of kicking and screaming I saw that there is another way. So I surrendered and became reliant on my inner knowing and the walnut shell became my boat. Walnut is all about change and you too will paddle through the storm to your inner shore. With her help you won’t sink. Some of us are just out here to test the waters….Nature stood by me me on this journey. We are all learning to trust the process of life will take us where we need to be.
Stay cool and wishing you all smooth sailing. July 22, 2018
A few years ago (2013) I found myself restructuring the way I was running my life. Always drawn to flowers and herbs I was guided to delve deep into plant kingdom and began communicating with flowers. Often referred to as A “walk In experience”, I had no other choice than to trust the process. When in harmony with flowers I felt myself shown easy outcomes beyond my comprehension as to the steps I needed to take. During the journey of rediscovering my creative gift I began creating energy blends made with flower vibrations mixed with specific essential oils I had brought back after a visit to Egypt. I used my first blend in the bathtub that had Papyrus added. That night I had a dream where I was shown the effects of the blends on a scroll. I expanded into various dimensions at the same time what I later learned was Quantum Consciousness. What was amazing was that I remembered the future. Everything was already there in me! All I had to do was let go and invite the energy of the flower to share its wisdom with me.
My Natural Medium.
A natural structure connected in equal parts like a beehive showed me a special unique creative role each of us plays when following the laws of nature. First a change of structure and breaking away from primal group survival patterns of how we learned to believe things should be had to be broken. When surrendering to the natural flow of nature full embodiment using flower vibrations self organize and bring previously dormant consciousness to the surface. Just like everything else, the plant kingdom also keeps evolving. Flowers showed me they all hold a specific code that plays a role for a new time, pointing to a new way of living as a true unified collective family. It took me 7 years to learn and understand the various stages.
When I tune inwards and move away from force or control I can stretch and expand my small selves beyond time and space. This naturally creates a free flow that inter connects my energy with the larger universal positive creative vibes. This allows for supportive new ways to lift me up and merge my gift with the whole. In this flow I can feel how I am contributing from a creative place while tapping into the universal stream of other creative souls.The laws of attraction began to appear and show how the mind aligns behind anything you set the intention to where your soul needs to be.
Out of this 7 energy blends where born what became the initial expression of my creative gift. These blends bring balance in spaces and balance major shifts into a persons life and evolve with a persons intent in unique ways. I also began making salves and ointments. Though I am only now beginning to share those with the general public.
Holding the knowing during personal sessions continue to be effective in pointing the way to where ones soul already knows it needs to be and the mind is learning to follow suit.
There’s always more. I am open to flow, grow and glow together and let flowers show what wishes to be expressed next through me.
“The Nature of Feeling Good”
This September I saw what the earth remembers. I suffered and also received the biggest gift when I learned what my body remembers. I know what my father remembers and what our ancestors put in place for us. I completed almost 7 years of notes on what the flowers remember for these new times.
I also remembered I was afraid to live before I came into the world. This Month of September I remember the future. As September draws a close I remember what it is like to live in joy. All through the eyes of nature. Forever grateful for this life on earth today.
Here is an Ode to the past when we did not know how to remember that we are so much more:
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I do not know if the seasons remember their history or if the days and
nights by which we count time remember their own passing.
I do not know if the oak tree remembers its planting or if the pine
remembers its slow climb toward sun and stars.
I do not know if the squirrel remembers last fall’s gathering or if the
bluejay remembers the meaning of snow.
I do not know if the air remembers September or if the night remembers
I do not know if the earth remembers the flowers from last spring or if
the evergreen remembers that it shall stay so.
Perhaps that is the reason for our births—to be the memory for
Perhaps salvation is something very different than anyone ever expected.
Perhaps this will be the only question we will have to answer:
“What can you tell me about September?”
~Burton D. Carley