I changed my thinking about plants. I simply made the statement:
“I am great with plants. I know how to treat them, and all my plants have healthy, successful lives.”
I have not lost a plant since.
The other reason is that my grandmother caused me to be on this metaphysical path: because of her my belief system changed from a rational based reality, to a much deeper, loving magical, mystical, metaphysical realm.
. In my work with people, I find many who are actually dying with congestive heart failure because they have not forgiven someone or something. The heart is a muscle, and if it isn’t exercised both physically and emotionally, it can get out of shape,
Walking into the grocery store last week, the plants reminded me of my mother. Or should I say, the gifts that my mother taught me and passed on to me. My mother had an incredible green thumb, and I had a black one. Until that is, I changed that paradigm, and told myself the crown had been passed to me. Since then, I have been amazing with plants. It is the CLAIMING of it.
My mother was also an incredible cook. That she did not pass on to me either. In my 20’s, I realized a lot of the “family recipes” …
At a conference, I was asked by the woman across from me to contact the cat she had at home. I asked her what the cat’s name was, and she hesitated. The guides immediately said that the name of the cat had something to do with the way the cat was marked, the way it looked. The woman chuckled, and I knew I had struck a cord. She was amazed. She said the cat came from a family that was the victim of the flooding of the Mississippi the year before- and she had taken the cat because the family …
