The Plant Fairy Speaks

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"Why is direct ...
to beings in other ... anatural ability for a few people and yet ...
... so many ...
piece of this puzzle revealed itself to me during a casualco "Why is direct connection to beings in other dimensions anatural ability for a few people and yet seemingly impossiblefor so many others?"A piece of this puzzle revealed itself to me during a casualconversation with a dear friend. Lois is a delightful,adventurous, spunky woman well into her eighties.
She shared howshe'd been opening up spiritually for sixty years, but was stillunable to see or talk with her spirit guides-St. Germain, Jesusand Sai Baba-or with angels and nature spirits."So many times I'll feel a warmth akin to a presence in the roomwith me.
The connection gives me a vivid sense of serenity andcomfort. But that's as far as it goes."Questioning her, I learned she sometimes feel an energyemanating from her plants, but is never able to see the plant'saura or subtle body, or to have a dialogue with the spirit ofthe plant."Keith," she implored, "How do I do it? How can I connect withmy guides and my plants in a more conscious and meaningful way?"Her expression and words were so poignant.
Then a faint glowbegan to radiate from the little houseplant she had on thebreakfast table. As Lois continued to express her longing tointeract more directly with nonphysical friends, the light atthe center of the plant shown brighter and brighter.I knew the light was the deva, the nature spirit, of this plant.Upon my recognition of its presence, the fairy deva shone sobrilliantly it almost hurt my eyes.
I breathed a sigh of relief.Obviously, this dramatic light demonstration was a directresponse to Lois' prayers and desires. I speculated to myself,This is great.
Here's her answer. Thank you, Spirit! Pointing tothe brilliant glow radiating from the heart of the plant, Iexclaimed, "Well, there you go! There's your answer."Lois said nothing.
She simply sat there with a puzzled look onher face, staring in the direction of my outstretched finger. "What answer? I don't see anything unusual.
I don't understandwhat you're pointing at!"She didn't see the light. She saw nothing! "What about thatlight there, Lois," I coached.
"That deva, that fairy, thatglow?"She strained and squinted. She still didn't see anything unusual.I urged, "Do you sense anything? Do you feel a presence, awarmth, any unusual sensation at all?"Discouraged, she sighed and responded, "No, nothing."By now I was perplexed and becoming extremely frustrated.
Iasked my inner knowing, "How can I help her?" The plant spiritspoke right up:"Ask her: 'If you saw me, would you tell anyone?'"I took the deva's cue. I softly inquired, "Lois, if you saw theglow of this deva right now .
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if you communicated with it insome way . .
. would you tell anyone?""No, absolutely not!" she replied immediately, abruptly sittingup straight in her chair.
"I've gotten in such trouble talkingabout things like that. You can lose friends that way."Lois' reply was so terse and fearful, I realized instantly whyshe never experienced spiritual visions, multisensory awarenessor communications with other dimensions.
The barrier was her ownunconsciously held, internal, emotional belief system. Shebelieved if she communicated with the nonphysical world andpeople found out, they would think she was a foolish old woman.Lois was afraid people would say she was crazy.
This, in turn,would cause her an enormous degree of shame. Lois was in denial.Unconsciously, of course, as with all denial.
She was actuallyrefusing contact, blocking herself from opening to theconnection she so desperately longed for in her life.Now I understood. I thought to myself, Each of us is in chargeof what kind of spiritual experiences we can and do have.
By thereceptivity level of our own unconscious, emotional beliefs, wedetermine how much we can open to the full array of all thepossible dimensions and aspects of life. We are the keepers andcreators of our own magic and miracles.I shared my insight with Lois.
She definitely saw how shepsychologically hindered her own ability to have the spiritualexperiences for which she so longed. I assisted Lois to feel,release and integrate her strong emotions about publiclyexpressing her natural spiritual abilities.
After a short while,Lois was much lighter and a lot freer of the vibration generallycalled "fear. She felt very open to the possibility ofdeveloping her innate spiritual skills no matter who found outabout them!The last time I connected with Lois, she reported she's seeing adistinct glow around certain flowers in her garden.
She's alsofeeling a definite, strong presence and a long-desiredtranquility when speaking to her roses. Last week, a daffodilactually talked back!And, she no longer keeps her magic to herself.
She's told twofriends so far. And they don't think she's a crackpot.
In fact,they'd like to learn themselves how to converse with plantspirits. Source: Free Articles from ArticlesFactory.com .