Back to the Preciousness of Living Things

I simply can’t seem to let go the theme of needless hurting to live plants. Whenever I think of those three large bleeding hearts that are no more — it hurts me to thing of how uncannily beautiful and happy they were.  I was responsible for them, and someone pulled them out of the rich soil they were growing in and threw them away.

I don’t suppose Paula’s roses and lilacs were my responsibility, and yet my heart hurts for them as well.

Through these incidents, however, I am coming to realize that I must feel a deep sense of responsibility for the very ground, the soil, that  precious living things grow in.

That must be why I must compost.  I can’t throw peelings into a garbage disposal. I can’t do it. I just can’t do it.

Something else recently pointed me to this sense of responsibility for growing things. I was looking for some Sanskrit words on Google. I never found what I was looking for, but I did come across this:

From ancient times, India has worshipped plants and trees and regarded all flora and fauna as sacred. This practice reveals sensitivity, foresight and refinement.

While modern man often works to conquer Mother Nature, ancient India “worshipped” her. The Lord, the life in us, pervades all living beings, be they plants or animals. Hence, they are all regarded as sacred.

Human life on Earth depends on plants and trees. They give us the vital factors that make life possible: food, oxygen, clothing, shelter, medicine etc. They lend beauty to our surroundings. They serve man without expectation, and they sacrifice themselves to sustain us. They epitomize sacrifice.

In fact, the flora and fauna owned the earth before man appeared on it. Presently, the world is seriously threatened by the destruction of forest lands and the extinction of many species of vegetation due to man’s callous attitude toward them. We protect only what we value.

Hence in India, we are taught to regard trees and plants as sacred. Naturally, we will then protect them. Indian scriptures tell us to plant trees  and to use parts of trees and plants only as much as needed for food, fuel, shelter etc. We are also urged to apologize to a plant or tree before cutting it.

In our childhood, we are told stories of the sacrifice and service done by plants and trees and about our duty to nourish them. Certain trees and plants, like tulasi, peepal etc., which have tremendous beneficial qualities, are worshipped till today.

It is believed that divine beings manifest as trees and plants.

http://www.saranam.com/guide/?n=Puja.DefinitionOfPuja

This reminds me a little bit of the movie, The Last of the Mohicans.  When the American Indians had to shoot a deer for food, they apologized and thanked the deer. It was beautiful and right.

It also reminds me a little bit of Findhorn and Perlandra where the plant devas are consulted as to where they want to be planted and what else they like.

This article gave honor to the sensitivity Paula and I feel.

Posted by Gloria on September 26th, 2008 under these topics
Personal Development, Godwriting Journal

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8 Replies

Reply from Marko on September 26, 2008

Bless you Gloria. Who in there right mind would even argue about being sensitive and deep feeling/caring toward any aspect of life?

My problem with the American Indians and the culture of India is that there are two sides to the coin. The American Indians are overly romanticized by many new age people and their culture had many brutal violent aspects to it that people conveniently leave out.

India can treat their animals better than humans. Is that not incredibly skewed? India defends the right to have a class of people as untouchables and they conveniently get away of any responsibility to help them since they believe it’s their (the untouchables) own bad karma that but them there. Yikes!

You might notice my dear Gloria that the “bleeding hearts that are no more” may be literally symbolic of your own overly bleeding heart about the bleeding hearts?

There is such a thing as being overly sensitive as well as not sensitive enough. Most (probably all) loving people do not want to see harm, destruction, cruelty on any living thing.

So I might have you consider pouring and waterfalling a little light and love on that person who may unintentionally have cut your bleeding hearts down. Once you do that, it may create a shift in your feelings back to peace and relief. Which I believe is what your are really asking for here.

Those bleeding hearts are eternal too, they do not suffer as you think they do. Give them over to God and Appreciate, Bless and Thank God for the beauty they had(and still have within you) and the lessons they are now teaching you.

Reply from Gloria on September 26, 2008

I love the caring and thought you give to your responses. You really put your heart and mind into what you write.

Interesting your perception about the bleeding hearts!

Funnily enough, years ago I had four broken ribs, and at that time, someone suggested that my ribs’ broke in order to open up my heart.

It goes without saying to send love to the one who pulled up the bleeding hearts. He thought they were weeds. He meant only good. He sure didn’t mean harm. (Interesting how I don’t bemoan the loss of the weeds.)

God has said that about sending out love enough times so I’ve heard it! And who doesn’t know that anyway? God has also told us that when we don’t feel love in our own heart for someone, then give them His love. Also God repeatedly tells us to step out of the past. I’d better shape up!

I don’t even remember what that man looks like. I don’t think about him. I wish it hadn’t happened. My heart hurts for the bleeding hearts, or maybe it is that my heart hurts for me to be without them. That is also very beautiful what you said about plants being eternal too. Marko, I have much to learn.

Beloved Marko, the argument you give that the people in India are not all perfect and the American Indians were not all perfect, to my mind, is beside the point. The invaders who came to the New Land and stole it were not wonderful. Their customs were hardly great. Yet love and wisdom can come from anywhere.

Love ya,

Gloria

Reply from Marko on September 26, 2008

Yes precious Gloria. I would just add that we are all perfectly imperfect. Where the human and divine mix together. Where unconscious un-awareness or less awareness mixes with more self awareness consciousness.

When we know better, we do better. When we know better and don’t do better, it’s because we think we know better but we really don’t. (Laugh!)

However, It might mean we are getting closer to knowing better. It’s called being or becoming more self aware.

When self awareness hits a critical mass within our own unconscious we shift and we find relief and benefit in leaving an old pattern, thought belief etc. for a new or another one in it’s place.

The same is true for our larger self that we call the collective consciousness of mankind.

We make a critical mass shift which is what we are doing now. In fact we as a collective do know better, we just don’t do it, because again, we really don’t know better.

Yet knowing that we can do better but don’t, is the work and play of the tiny seedling blade of grass in the cracked sidewalk of self awareness, that when it blooms and shifts, makes all the difference.

Thus, our loving evolvement continues.

Reply from Gloria on September 26, 2008

BEAUTIFUL! You really bring this to a higher level, Marko.

Reply from Marko on September 26, 2008

Yes Gloria, it’s fun to see revelations of any sort manifest before our very eyes,– like a academy awards red carpet rolling out in a fluid stream of writing just waiting to burst out in a bouquet song of words.

The flashing camera bulbs in our case are the flashes of insight and brilliance into the vast human and divine condition we live in.

It’s like drinking a firery exciting cosmic cocktail drink filled with fizzy bubbly effervescent fireworks, enthusiasm, wonderment, merriment with the colour of sunsets and cosmic star clusters, just waiting for our inhaling, Appreciation and Blessing.

HeavenLetters, the blog, all of our/everyones comments and posts are part of the grand cocktail party mix package,– waiting to be served at the table of humanity.

Reply from One on September 27, 2008

Once I went for a first aid course. The instructor said that if while he was driving, if he would see a deer on the road and a human, with the inevitability of having to knock one of them, he would knock the human. He said the human is intelligent and should know not to be on a busy road, but the deer does not know and is innocent.

I was stunned for a few moments, like a deer in headlights, by his words. :)

All the manifest is here to serve life. Life as it’s highest form of evolution in this realm, across all the galaxies and universe manifests as sentient beings. On this planet the most evolved sentient being is called a human. The Human Being has the capacity to serve God at the highest level. A Human Being is the most precious. Then comes the other forms in which life takes shape.

The plants, trees and precious animals have won my heart. But how beautiful is the Human!

Reply from Lisa Augustine on September 27, 2008

Gloria, I think you should always feel sensitivity for all Creation– this includes people, but it also includes animals, insects and plants– everything that God created is precious. Did yow know that many things we consider weeds are very valuable plants?

Some have health properties that when dried and used in a tea can really help the body. Also, certain insects need certain “weeds”.

Most of us in my area will think nothing of ripping up Milkweed from our gardens. A local farmer plows them over with his tractor. Well the monarch butterfly will leave their cocoons on these milkweeds because the milkweed plant has a certain property that enters the caterpillar, and turns off predators from wanting to eat them.

If you notice less and less monarch butterflies, it could be man’s fault for tearing up and destroying milkweed plants. Everything has a value, even if we don’t see it.

I have a little Nature Spirit garden in my yard that I leave all wild plants remain that have blown in from the wind. I only cultivate and prune here and there–and have added some perrenials in certain spots, a bird bath, and some stones.

You should see how beautiful the “weeds” are when given the respect they deserve and pruned as ordinary plants. The grasses look beautiful, and a nice clump of purple wood violets blew in out of nowhere.

The honey bees enjoy the golden rod– Golden rod used to be one of the wildflowers I tore out of the ground. Honey bees are dying off more and more, so I’m glad the goldenrod is there for them.

When some wasps were going to build a nest near our swimming pool, I prayed before God to make them find another place, or else my father would spray them and destroy thier nest. I also asked any of Nature’s guardian angels out loud to send them away.

The wasps left– they found another place to nest.

I also did this with groundhogs. There were holes in our yard, and I was afraid my father would put poison out to kill them just for a few innocent holes.

So– I put the matter before God- then I asked the Guardian angels to communicate somehow to these critters, and about a week later, I noticed the holes have sealed up- and there are new holes in the farm fields away from our property. Thank you God!–

In response to Marko’s comment– Yes, the Native Americans may be over-glamorized, but there still is much we could learn from them. The Tribal peoples in America have much wisdom to share. Same thing with India. We can STILL learn from their respect for All life. Every race of people has some negative aspects, but we need to learn from their Good, and to recognize it. A wise man learns from every culture. It doesnt mean that wise man must adopt bad habits from other cultures, but to adopt the GOOD from that culture.

Reply from Lisa Augustine on September 27, 2008

Gardner’s note: We have some Bleeding heart plants near our house. Alot of people are tempted to pull them out when they get scraggley after later Summer. Just prune them back when they get wiley, and they will spring up beautiful each year! :-)

Gloria, don’t feel bad about the bleeding hearts that are gone. God is all about Restoration from ruins. :-)

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