Corn Flower Essence shares the ancient vibrational wisdom of Corn. It supports us to know truth and to live with common sense, clarity and in alignment with all life.
This year we’ve grown non GMO and Native American corn varieties Mandan Bride, Hopi Pink, Hopi Turquoise and Painted Mountain. Their sturdy tassels are a beautiful mix of colors, and the rustle of their leaves in the wind is music. Soon we will harvest colorful ears from their stalks. However the main reason I grow these precious Corn varieties is so we can replenish our Corn Flower Essence with as pure and high vibration strain of vibrational wisdom as possible. First I get Corn seed from seed houses I trust like Seed Savers Exchange. They grow their seed quarantined from GMO Corn. I also plant indigenous varieties that have not been hybridized. What the Corn does in our gardens is in Corn’s wise hands.
In contrast to these wise and ancient Corn varieties is the GMO Corn dominating our food supply and fields. GMO Corn is confused by what has been done to it. It cannot carry Corn’s ancient wisdom and has lost the bead on its hard earned self knowledge. When I stand next to GMO Corn, there is a scrambled energy like radio static, a deep weariness and profound confusion. GMO Corn is not sure it is a plant. I find this tragic as untampered with Corn could not be more certain of what it is and what it knows.
The Elementals of GMO Corn want to throw in the towel, and who can blame them? We have given them no choice but to be part of a monstrous creation in support of a monstrous business plan. Before GMOs, Corn was an essential source of physical and spiritual nourishment. Now so much of the Corn we eat is GMO that its a misnomer to call it food or even call it Corn.
In stark contrast, traditional and unmodified Corn and its Flower Essence carries great wisdom about knowing our true self, knowing our true circumstances and grounding this knowledge into wise action in our lives. I look forward to the moment when we turn back to wise untampered Corn strains and our country’s fields are no longer filled with GMO Corn that, through no fault of its own, has lost its identity and purpose.
As I visit with the traditional Corn growing here, I am grateful for its steady, significant presence. I am grateful it is still ready, willing and able to share its wisdom with us. I feel particularly grateful this summer as I feel we all need Corn wisdom very much.
It’s been a confusing time. Here in the Northeast we had a spring of no rain followed by two months of what seemed like a three inch daily deluge of rain punctuated by flooding. In between rainstorms we’ve had endless days of smoky skies from Canadian wildfires. I can’t remember a day this growing season when our skies were not gray, our gardens not soggy and our eyes not burning.
This growing season has made me look to Corn and Corn Flower Essence with its incredible vibrational modeling of getting real and making good decisions based on what is actually going on. Corn’s ancient vibrational wisdom is accessing wisdom and using it in our daily life. This has felt like a time in which we all need to do this more.
I have begun to think of common sense decision as Corn decisions. Corn decisions are decisions based on what is actually going on with myself and in the world around me. In contrast, GMO Corn decisions are decisions that make no sense, defy the reality of the situation and damage us all.
Here is an example of a moment when I had a choice to make a Corn decision or a GMO Corn decision.
A few days ago, Jim and I went with our grandson Henry to swim at a pool adjacent to a golf courses in nearby Vermont. We’d been invited to the pool, and the day was supposed to be sunny, so we decided to give the pool a go. Sunny proved a bit of a misnomer for another smoky day punctuated by a 3 pm deluge. In any case, we went to the pool.
The golf course around the pool suffered from the floods earlier this month as did so much of Vermont. These were the second “hundred year floods” that our region has experienced since 2011. The golf course was affected because it’s on a flood plain. Post flooding the golf course found many of its fairways and greens cover in toxic sludge from the river (not that the fairways weren’t already toxic given the use of pesticides).
Here’s a photo I included in the last blog of this flooded golf course. When the waters receded the course and so many flood plains in Vermont were covered in toxic river sludge and dead animals.
After the floods, I was startled to see many places on flood plains were already rebuilding. People I talked to seemed surprised I was surprised. I wasn’t quite sure how to explain my bafflement. A golfer at the course chortled when I expressed confusion why the golf course would rebuild on a flood plain. The man told me the course was well underway into a $4 million dollar plus repair of the flooded fairways on a flood plain. This felt like a GMO Corn decision. I could only wonder when we lost tract of the fact that a flood plain is a flood plain or that with climate change we can expect hundred year floods every decade? Anyways, on to my related Corn decision.
Our pool plan had seemed a relatively harmless plan. However, no sooner had we settled poolside than sweeper machines filled the fairways around the pool and began to push massive quantities of dust into the air in an effort to clean the grass of toxic sludge. The thick white dust smelled very bad, and we found ourselves choking and blinking.
I went to ask the lovely woman who manages the pool if she could stop this cleaning at least until the wind changed. She said she had no control over the clean-up. She told me that the current dust was an improvement over last week’s dust as it no longer smelled like dead animals and raw sewage. She described many staff and pool visitors vomiting from the smells. Even as she told the story, she started to gag. That the dust no longer smelled as bad didn’t make the dust any less toxic but as she noted, at least people could ignore it better.
Knowing the pool would be a dust bowl all day, we left the pool post haste. A Corn decision. The air was full of toxic pesticide and poop dust, and we were humans who were going to have to breathe it in if we stayed.
As we drove away, we noticed most families had decided to stay and choke their way through a day of toxic poop dust. It felt a bit GMO Corn decision to me that the parents had slathered their children in sunscreen, but somehow didn’t seem to mind the toxic poop dust filling their children’s lungs. But who am I to judge when I have stayed outside until my throat hurt from the smoky wildfire air because it is just so hard to stay inside during our short summers? I am grateful for every Corn decision I’ve made when I have accepted the reality of the situation and shown some common sense.
In any case as we sped away from the pool, I got thinking about Corn and Corn Flower Essence. Corn encourages us to root ourselves in what is actually happening. Its tassel is like an antenna that reads the lay of the land. From the tassel, energy flows down the stalk into the ground. Indigenous non GMO Corn acknowledges what is going on then uses its wisdom to productively deal with whatever the circumstances are. In less than ideal growing circumstances, indigenous Corn adapts. Too little rain, too much rain, too little sunlight, we’ve had it all this summer but the indigenous Corn keeps adapting.
With GMO Corn we have disrupted the divine order of the plant and completely interrupted the flow of light, wisdom and energy through the plant. GMO Corn no longer knows itself or the world around it or knows how to adapt to what is actually happening. With its true self, volition and wisdom gone, it radiates understandable confusion and despair. We don’t have to be like GMO Corn.
With indigenous Corn supporting us, we can anchor in our own felt knowing, our own felt experience of self and the world around us. We can bravely decide each day what we need to do about what we know. We don’t have to feel alone because we are not alone in this. Corn and Corn Flower Essence want to help us. A vast number of beings want to help us. Some are incarnated right alongside us and a vast number more are not on stage during this earth drama but stand in the wings offering morale support, guidance and wisdom. We just need to slow down, ask for help, anchor like Corn and listen. From there, we can live the courage of our convictions and our Corn decisions can flow.
