Earlier this year I made my annual mammography visit to Trinity Health’s Women’s Health Center in Ypsilanti. On that particular morning, the sun beaming in the windows really lit up the healthy, beautiful plants at the entry. Inside the mammography suite, there are several beds of green Pothos plants with golden highlights, and every plant looks so vibrant and perfect that at first glance, you might think they are artificial. While I was waiting for my appointment, I realized that these lovely green beings were offering messages.
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A Conversation With Uluru and Kata Tjuta
A conversation with Uluru and Kata Tjuta, two of Australia’s amazing natural sites.
A Conversation with the Guardian of Niagara Falls
A conversation with the Guardian of Niagara Falls
THE ELEPHANTS OF RETETI
"Namunyak Wildlife Conservancy in Samburu County of northern Kenya is home to the first community owned elephant orphanage in Africa. The Reteti Elephant Sanctuary was officially opened by the Samburu County Governor, H.E Moses Lenolkulal, on the 20th August 2016…”
A Conversation With The Oversoul Of Hawaii
When Hawaii became a state in 1959, I was too young to understand what all the excitement was about. Decades would pass before I realized that my fascination and heart-connection with this ancient land was the result of past lives spent in Hawaii and elsewhere in Polynesia. I perceive the essential energy of Hawaii as JOY combined with love, abundance, benevolence and beauty. It gives me great pleasure and satisfaction to present this interview.
In The Company of Rain
Let's play with free association for a few minutes. What do you think of when you hear the word Rain? Sprinkle, pour, drizzle, washing, cleaning, clearing, replenishing, soothing, refreshing, nurturing, restoring, splashing, lakes, ponds, puddles, Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head, shower heads, floods, monsoons, deserts, rain forests, aquifers, mud slides.
This list reminds us that no matter who you are, or where you live, or what you do for a living, RAIN MATTERS. Rain—and its absence—has been hugely important to humans from the very beginning. And our spiritual, emotional, and physical relationship with rain goes far beyond scientific facts and figures.
A Conversation with the Deva of the Mighty Mackinaw Bridge
The Mackinaw Bridge opened on November 1, 1957; and my parents couldn't wait to try it out for another camping trip Up North! I was only four years old, but I remember the excitement of that first crossing vividly, the glorious beauty of a sunny day, and the song of the car's tires on the roadbed. I've taken that bridge many times since then, and it never fails to work its magic. July is the perfect month to connect with this Michigan icon!
A Conversation With The Deva Of Cannabis
In the mid-1960's, my mother thought someone had planted marijuana in our old back pasture. She told me to yank out all the illegal weeds -- a whole acre of them! Fortunately, I found someone who confirmed that the plants were innocent wildflowers called Cinquefoil. I know how to tell the difference now, but that long-ago experience remains in my memory whenever I see cannabis or marijuana mentioned in today's headlines. That's why I thought this would be a good time to chat with the Deva of this intriguing plant.
Women with Trees on Their Mind
I didn’t always love trees, not like I love people and animals. It takes a certain amount of deepening, maturity, and patience to appreciate the subtle, to grasp interconnectedness in its totality.
A CONVERSATION WITH AUSTRALIA'S FIRE SPIRITS
A conversation with the fire spirit.
Natural Dyes Tell The Story of Where you Live
"The story within any natural dye can take you to a place in time, a history lesson of warriors, of antiquity, or harken to your favorite local hiking trail. The Crazy Wisdom journal story highlighting our organization, Color Wheel, ends on a note that makes for a great starting point for this blog:
Squirrels: Beyond the Cute
Squirrels. They're everywhere. They're so common that you kind of block them out after a while. Then one day you're driving along minding your own business, and suddenly one of the furry hoodlums sprints across the road right in front of your car. It's almost like he was actually waiting for your car so he could give you a heart attack as you desperately try to avoid squashing him without causing an accident! What was that little maniac thinking, anyway?
Prepare to be amazed.
The Slugs of Summer
By Peggy River Singer
I've always enjoyed slugs and snails for their energy and cheerful nature, and their cute little faces. I've even kept them as "pets". They've never caused any problems in any of my gardens, until I planted marigolds here at my lakeside apartment for the first time.
Did you know that slugs REALLY LOVE marigolds?
Each plant was stripped, from the ground up, so they all ended up looking like tiny little topiary trees. I would have thought such a spicy-smelling plant would be immune to slime-trailing snackers, but that's not so.
Worried about my beloved marigolds, I asked to speak with a representative of the slugs in my garden. It was unproductive: I got a flat NOPE when I asked about a truce or a compromise. (I'm sure it would have helped if I had waited until night to connect, instead of trying to negotiate during the day when the slugs were sleeping!)
Meanwhile, my Sage plant was also getting chewed on, and I asked it what I could do to help. To my surprise, the answer was: "Nothing. We can handle this."
That evening, Sage had more to say when it connected with me during Dreamtime:
"I do not mind a nibble here or a nibble there. Sometimes the slugs come to us for healing substances we can provide. Only the weak and sick plants are harmed by slug dining.
"Yes, marigolds are medicinal for the slugs. There is so much poison used here [insecticides] and it makes the slugs sick. The marigold essence helps them.
"Yes, they do LIKE the taste of marigolds; that is part of the scenario. They are not mindless; they have awareness of the consequences of their actions. As in, if they eat every bit of a plant it might not grow anymore and they must seek elsewhere.
"Their mind processes are quite basic/simple and they live in the day, the Now. Focused on their little bit of the big world. Big matters are not part of their awareness. They experience bliss, joy, fear, affection in a limited way. They would tell you that life is good, until it is not, then it becomes good once again. What else is there? What else would they possibly need?"
Well, Sage gave me a lot to think about, and as a result I've let go of trying to "fix" this situation. I'll continue to send loving Reiki energy to everyone involved.
At this point, you might be expecting me to share advice about how to cope with slug damage on YOUR plants. Nope. You'll find plenty of ideas online. You'll also find lots of fine articles about the spiritual aspects of slugs, and what we can learn from them.
The rest, I leave up to you!
Peggy River Singer is a heart-centered animal communicator, medium, faerie ally, Reiki practitioner, and lifelong writer. She combines her gift for communications with her psychic abilities to help create harmonious relationships among all who share the Earth. Connect by phone at 734-548-0194; and by email at newbluecanoe@aol.com. She shares her experiences and insights on her blog, angelsfairiesandlife.wordpress.com.
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