posted on Apr, 28 2011 @ 01:13 AM
A couple of years ago, I was quite ill over the New Year's period. I had a very large ficus on the (glass enclosed) balcony because it had been very
warm up until the point that I got sick. I mean, we were just wearing heavy sweaters outside. Not a proper winter by any means, for this part of the
world. So this ficus was out there when one night I was awakened by a voice asking me to help her. I was so sick, I couldn't move my own body. She
asked again if I could help her because it was too cold and she wouldn't survive it.
My dear, dear ficus. We had been together since I bought her about 17 years prior. She was in terrible condition when I got her and stayed that way
for many years. Then we moved when I got divorced and she blossomed into the most beautiful, lush thing you've ever seen.
Well, I had no strength and I had no voice, so I couldn't do anything to help her. I replied to her to that effect. She seemed very sad about that
but took her fate quite well. I think plants have a better acceptance of life cycles than we humans do.
The following summer, I was out walking a dog when I passed a big skip that was collecting cabinets and stuff during the remodeling of a neighboring
building. As I walked past, I saw a sunburnt ficus leaf. I backed up and peered over the edge of the skip. There was a badly hacked, small ficus
there being dried by the harsh sunlight. I took it home. For the first year, there was little improvement in its condition, despite my working with
it quite a bit. This year, it's looking pretty good already. It too will reside on the balcony until autumn, being as it is rather fragile and may
remain so for quite a long time.
Quite often I come across plants that actively ask me to take them home with me. There was some sort of succulent growing in the granite behind our
building. One of them begged to be taken with, so I prised it out of the rock and put it in a similar amount of soil in a similarly-shaped
container. I thought I'd lost her during the winter but she was just sleeping. Lovely long vines now and spring has just started!
You know, there are very spiritual people who can use plants as telephones. Apparently you enter a particular state of meditation while doing this.
Our planet, our beloved Mother Earth, supplies us with everything we need. We are never without company and never unloved. We are just really bad at
recognizing this and even worse at reciprocating it.