Volume 5, number 27 ~ January 2005 ~ Flowers love People.
[…] The forest disappeared, replaced by an immeasurable sea of flowers that waved in a gentle breeze. Bigger and smaller animals, both carnivores and plant eaters, roamed peacefully alongside each other. Some were unfamiliar to me.
Many birds were flying about and sometimes settled upon foliage or solitary trees in between the colourful beauty of the various flowers. I just couldn’t stop looking at all this loveliness, all the stunning colours of which many I had never seen before. I felt more delighted all the time. My happiness increased and became exuberance, and I felt like revolving in the air in order to feel one with all the splendour. My body seemed to vibrate with a bliss I had never before experienced. […]
Clipping from: The
Golden Gate, The Nada Chronicles, part 12.
My own ultimate experiences
with flowers are limited. I don’t have green fingers and when my garden
is full everything that grows and blooms in the summer, that is mostly
because of the quality of the things I buy.
Nada about flowers.
Flowers are the embodiment
of the resurrection of life and see to it that this life keeps its place
on the planet whom tries to keep her life and that of all her co-travellers
It is clear that the well-being
of Mother Earth is at stake. The recent happenings after the tsunami
have made that more than clear. That something like that was going to
happen was predicted. Not the size, but the possible tsunami. Ask the
Furthermore one needs to realize
that those who have not survived the disaster have been welcomed warmly
in the worlds from which I speak to you now. This is not the place to
give you details; somewhere else one wrote about this extensively. However,
it is important that the souls we speak about have not suffered in most
cases and were guided to the place they are now in a great way.
For years already the rose New Dawn is standing in our garden. The name alone is a treat, but if the rose is blooming you experience a palette of flowers, scents and a beautiful pink color. You really would like to keep the flowers for a longer time, but in nature everything is going according to her own laws. Yet everywhere in garden centers and places like that, we hear that the flowers need to be cut off when they have finished blooming, so the plant will bloom again in the same year.
When the time has come to cut out the dead flowers, as I was doing every year like everybody else and I am standing next to the plant with my scissors, something is stopping me. An inner voice tells me that it is better to ask the plant herself. This feeling is overtaking me a little, but I decide to listen. I myself have seen close up what it is like to listen to you inner voice again after not doing so for years and years.
Then I put the scissors aside to calmly tune in to the consciousness of the plant. Here is the answer that came to me:
Ellen Sombroek - translation: Anita Boom
Like a seed that blossoms in the darkness
of the earth
Inside that darkness of the earth every seed will experience solitude
And step-by-step this seed will grow
When the membrane of the bud tears open
Ellen Sombroek, April 8th - 2002
Myriah Krista Walker.
Many Hands of support were already placed upon your own hands. Holding you up, blessing you, enCouraging you.
These Hands of Heaven touch you like invisible petals of Grace and Love.
The energy of these Hands from Heaven brings the vibration of Truth into your being. Every cell of your biology vibrates with Divine Love.
Imagine many Hands from Heaven holding you, like many petals of a Rose surrounding the precious center. This precious center is you. Your conscious Goddess/God Self.
Perhaps you feel strengthened from this touch. Or maybe tears overflow, moistening your petals like dew. Sometimes the touch of Divine Love makes you cry, makes you empty your holy grail within. Your tears help to cleanse the energy of the Whole. Let your tears fall down the stem of the Rose I Am.