Last year, I was standing behind the house next to our DirecTV satellite dish, and looking up at the huge live oak tree near the South-West corner of the house. For some reason, I concentrated on a branch that I thought was about to grow into the sight-path of our satellite dish and interfere with the signal. I was wondering what to do - the branch is way up near the top of the tree, and the tree pruning service we've used didn't have a cherry picker that extended up that far, and I felt worried that a man climbing up that far would be risking his life. Then I got a strong sense of "knowing" not to worry about it... just leave it alone. I have learned to trust these "knowing" feelings.
About a month later, a ferocious thunderstorm happened, and that very branch was struck by lightning. It split and fell on the front of the roof, and the branches stuck through the ceiling. Water was pouring in. We put pots and containers under the leaks and called our insurance company, who sent a restoration crew over right away. They covered the roof with a tarp, and the insurance company paid for the roof to be completely repaired. We got a whole new roofing job because of this, because they couldn't match the old shingles with any available new ones. This also fixed two existing leaks around our skylights that we couldn't otherwise afford to fix. Two GFCI outlets that had shorted out and malfunctioned due to those leaks got replaced, too. Our whole roof is good as new, the skylights don't leak anymore, and the wall sockets are replaced. If I hadn't listened to that "knowing" voice in my head, we'd have wasted hundreds of dollars getting the branch pruned, risked a man's life, IMO, and our roof would still be leaking.
A more amazing sequence of events happened about 5 years ago. I was about to rip out a very sickly looking sago palm in front of the house. It was brown, straggly and ugly, and I was walking over to it with shovel and pruning shears in hand, intending to dig it up and cut it into pieces and throw it away, when I got a sudden thought: "Go see what's on Martha Stewart this morning." When something comes in that powerfully, I pay attention. I set down the shovel and pruner, and went into the house. Her show began at 11AM and it was about 10:55AM. That morning she had a special guest - a man who devoted his entire property to growing and propagating sago palms and other ancient plants of this genus. He described the scale disease that my sago palm was suffering from, and recommended the correct treatment. Amazed, I followed his instructions to the letter, and the sago is now beautiful. I have also harvested seeds (it's a female plant) and added her seedlings to other decorative locations in front of the house. I have no doubt that, as Rupert Sheldrake believes, everything that lives has a field of consciousness... a morphic field... with which we can connect if we are open to it.
I've had profound psychic experiences with certain cats and dogs, my special pets, over the years, too... but this post is long enough for now.Statistics: Posted by HurricaneHeidi — 23 Aug 2009, 09:04
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