Embrace your pain to raise your vibrations: A STORY ABOUT A PLANT AND ME

[fryburner34]

Hello everybody,

A short story that hopefully teaches and inspires. When I was a teenager, my then girlfriend gave me a very special heart shaped bamboo plant. Growing up on a farm and being in and out of greenhouses made me aware of the special relationships humans and plants can have. I obviously was very happy with the gift, the symbolism behind the gift, and the thought that my girlfriend put into it. I moved a few times over the next few years, always bringing that heart shaped bamboo plant wherever I went. It was always the centerpiece of a main room of my choosing, I felt warmth and love from it anytime I saw it. Eventually that girlfriend became my wife and we bought our first house together. Once again the heart shaped bamboo plant came with us and became the center piece of our island in our kitchen. By this point the heart had sprouted a new stem and was starting to grow upwards. A year went by and life kept going on and the heart shaped bamboo was always there and was always feeling the vibrations of its surroundings. If you aren't educated on plant life and how they feel I suggest this link. ( http://divinecosmos.com/index.php/start-...iscoveries ) No need to go into detail because it isn't the focus of the story, but I had found out in a matter of one day some crazy information regarding my wife. This was all very surprising, sudden, and sent me spiraling out of control. I ended up traveling for a month, and during that time my wife moved out of our house. When I came back from my travels I had noticed that the one side of the heart shaped bamboo has COMPLETELY dead. At the time, I wasn't enlightened to the point I would consider myself now, so I just thought "wow how crazy and symbolic" and snapped a pic and sent it to my family members. Life continued on and I wrestled with my personal issues. The bamboo continued to be the center piece of my island table, in a somewhat dark reminder of my past, and also because I found it fascinating that half of it had died at the exact time we split up. Slowly over time I refocused my life from the traumatic events that had unfolded. I eventually noticed the other side of the heart shaped bamboo was dying as I became more aware of who I was and the decisions I made that were affecting my future. I had made little decisions like filing for divorce. I had made decisions like separating our assets and each time a little more would wither away. It seemed every time I took a new step in the right direction toward healing, the other half of the heart shaped bamboo would also wither away. No matter how much sunlight or water I gave the plant it seemed like nothing would rejuvenate it. Eventually I started dating someone new and one weekend we went away on an incredible trip. I realized after coming home how much healing I had really been through over the previous six months or so. I started pondering on this as I was sitting quietly in my kitchen. My life seemed functional again, my life seemed fun again, my life seemed focused again, my life seemed to have meaning again. As I was thinking on these things I looked at what I thought was a plant that was still 1/4 alive, but saw that it was completely dead. Mold had grew up the center stalk and had engulfed what was left of the one side of the heart that was still alive. My brother, who is a horticulturalist, had been watching the journey of this plant and had noticed the powerful connection between the two of us. He slowly and meticulously transplanted it as its own entity in the clay vase with some other friends of mine. To this day that small stem has grown into its own plant. It isn't anything fancy yet, and to be honest it still needs to sprout more stems and leaves, it could easily die without tender love and care, but I think it knows what it has been through, the challenges it has faced, and the potential for a new life. As I have watched this plant go through many phases of life I can't help but feel our connection, I can't help but feel that it has taught me more then I could have ever imagined. And so I suggest, embrace your pain to raise your vibrations and notice how the small and big things around you react.

-Chris-

[GentleReckoning]

What does embracing your pain have to do with the story? I'd like to know the connection.

[fryburner34]

I suggest reading the story again for clarification and if that doesn't bring clarification I could possibly break it down in more detail for you, but that ruins the symbolism's hidden in the story itself so I would prefer to privately message you. Thanks for the question.

[outerheaven]

Cool story, fryburner. Fellow plant-lover, farm hand, and hillbilly here I see you cited David Wilcock and the "Russian research" -- but please, if you haven't already, look up the book The Secret Life of Plants! This book covers the research DW did, but so much more, illustrating the connection between human and plant consciousness.

In short, it's less about humans and plants being connected per se, and more about the consciousness of all things being connected. But plants are an excellent way for us to see this phenomenon, explore it, and come to know it personally -- as you no doubt have with your bamboo plant.

(People might notice the fact that I'm always recommending that book on these boards. It really is 'in tune' with the Law of One. So the rest of you should look it up too.)

BTW, if you'd allow me to make an observation about this heart-shaped bamboo plant...: Obviously, that is not the natural physical manifestation of the plant. As it grew in a crowded greenhouse somewhere, it was guided, manipulated, maybe even forced, to achieve that form. I think the current configuration of your bamboo plant -- i.e. carefully tending to it and patiently letting it grow naturally -- reflects both the plant's desire at a second life, and your growth as a person.

(Just don't plant that thing in the ground, ha ha, as you're probably aware that bamboo is extremely invasive and will in time take over your yard and very possibly wreck the foundation of your house. I guess that'd be going the other direction with the bamboo/love metaphor, eh?...)

[BlatzAdict]

that was a beautiful story. it felt like that bamboo was about to die because it was thriving on that life and love with the past relationship. and the mold symbolized that transformation of the energy back into the ether. was very beautiful, but also this story for me reminds me why we are called brothers and sisters of sorrow.

[AnthroHeart]

I loved the plant story. One of my favorite things to do is to stand naked next to our red tips (10-foot high shrubs), and do energy exchanges, but I've only done that once. Mainly because my mom lives with me.