I began my work, officially, with Plant Medicine in April 2019, at 22 years old, in Urubamba, Peru.
But Plant Medicine, officially, began its work with me much, much sooner than that.
I have always been a child of nature, doting on the plants and animals that so beautifully color our world, and I always have had a number of houseplants accompanying me in my bedroom.
When I was 12 years old, my sister gifted me a beautiful little Bonsai tree for my birthday, something that I had wanted for a long time, and was so excited to receive.
I initially had the tree on a bookshelf, until I decided to move it to my nightstand, right next to my bed.
Every night, I would put a tall glass of water next to the plant, and in the morning when I woke up I would pour whatever I hadn't drank into the plant's pot.
It started off slowly, and in a really interesting way to me.
After a few weeks of having this beautiful little tree, when I woke up, before I even had a singular conscious thought or awareness of being awake, I would see in my head, on a white background, in big bold blue letters, the word
T H I R S T Y
I would open my eyes and squint at the plant, suspecting that this little guy was the culprit of this message, as it felt almost like the plant was looking directly at me, and then carefully pour water into his pot.
And then I would sit there and think....am I crazy?, and then shake my head and go about my day.
Over time, this energy increased, until I felt like I was literally somehow anchored to the plant.
There were a few times when I woke up that I would forget to water the tree, and when I walked a few feet away from my bed, I would feel almost like a hook in my navel would swivel me around and place me right in front of him. And I'd water him.
One day, since I had studied plenty about bonsai care, I realized I needed to do a little branch trimming to keep him in a tidy, compact shape, so I sterilized a pair of scissors and brought them over to my bedside and trimmed a few branches away.
A few weeks later, the bonsai was growing quickly, so I got out the scissors again and sterilized them, and right as I was about to snip the first branch---
I was hit with loud high-pitched ringing in my ears, suddenly felt very dizzy, and I was pushed back to sit down on my bed, and I dropped the scissors.
I sat there, rubbing my face, so shocked by what had hit me, and the message was clear:
That hurt last time you did that! Please don't do that again!
And so, I put away the scissors for good.
I soon moved him to a much bigger pot, with plenty of room to stretch out his roots and spread out a big canopy of leaves.
And from that day, I began learning a little bit about the consciousness of plants and the world of plant communication, and how much of real, true, consciously feeling life our beloved plants hold for this world.
So I'd like to take a moment to thank that beautiful, spicy little tree for introducing me to this world that is so vibrant, truly so alive, and so sacred by nature.
Thank you.
Lak'weh
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