I have been thinking a lot about Divine timing this week. I’ve noticed how often my pushing a situation doesn’t work out so well, but when I let go and patiently wait, things often resolve themselves much better than I could have imagined.  So I was surprised when the Elementals asked me to write the following post without apology and with a rather strong edge to it.  The vehemence of the Elementals reminded me of the bumper sticker, “Mother Nature is Coming and Boy is She Pissed.”  Perhaps the truth is that while aspects of Creation feel we can wander down the primrose path at whatever pace we choose, the Elementals of this planet don’t feel this way.  At least today, they want us to get a move on.  

The Elementals want to talk about bridge building. They put aside the topics of bridge building between cultures, religions, genders, political parties and so many areas where we need to come together.  They explained that the first thing we must do will take care of all these concerns. 

We need to bridge the gap between our surface selves and the eternal verity of our inner beings.

The Elementals want us to look first at the whys of this gap.  Many forces work to keep our daily consciousness divided from our true self within.  Now that our media devices go with us everywhere, we are distracted by vapid and relentless media, 24/7.  We have less guile than the creators of this media maelstrom so we believe way too much.  Our love of horror movies has been hijacked by talking heads who make all life look like a horror movie.  This dissonance distracting us is everywhere, working to keep us disconnected and unconscious of our own disconnection. Too often we encourage the dissonance.

The Elementals reminded me who pulls the curtain back when the Wizard of Oz mesmerizes Dorothy and her companions with the scary routine. It’s Toto. AN ELEMENTAL . All dogs belong to the Elemental kingdom because all animals are Elementals.

Today the Elementals take up the Toto role again.  They called me to write this post.  They say it is time to remember who we really are as well as who the man behind the curtain really is. Elementals particularly in the form of the beloved animals, use every moment of connection to affirm our holiness.  They affirm our journey to reclaim this wholeness. They affirm the destination as real.

But today it’s not all champagne and candy canes.  Today, the message they are intent for me to deliver is one of calling us up short. The animals are very clear how far we have gotten from our true beingness.  Animal communicator Dawn Brunke notes that polar bears call us “surface people” because of our unwillingness to dive into the depths of our being.  We keep the dial up on the muzak so loud we do not hear the still small voice of our hearts.  We ignore body wisdom until our bodies speak so loudly we are stopped in our tracks. We let ourselves be talked out of our intuitions.  We hear the voices of the animals, yet because we are so disconnected from our own animal nature, we kill these messengers and lay waste to their homes. Why do we do these things? Because going to the source within us would mean change, and that is painful.   But the Elementals note that it is still time to go deep and grow up.

What is the significance of Toto pulling back the curtain? As a force of nature, he brings on the moment of reckoning.  We need to see what is going on.  We need to see if we have been manipulated.  We need to know truth so we can reclaim energies spent dealing with illusions.  When Toto reveals all, Dorothy faces the truth and faces her own fear.  She throws water on the witch and sees her dissolve. She reveals the great and powerful Oz for who he is.  This leads her to know herself and her own power to find her way home to self.  We need to do this too.

Even as we resist, our inner being joins the Elementals to call to us loud and clear over the manmade din. We are ever encouraged back to reunion with our deeper, truer self.  Dreams, intuitions, our creativity and our heartfelt knowings: all offer routes to this beingness where we experience the truth that all the universe lies within us. In the world around us nature and the beloved animals stand sentinel, ever guiding us back to rediscover who we are and to help us take our place as co-creators in oneness with them.

 The Elementals want us to pay particular attention to our dreams.

Our true self keeps calling to us with the gift of dreams.  They are a nightly offering to help us bridge the gap from surface to inner beingness.  For most of us, we discard our dreams as insignificant or weird or uncomfortable, strange stuff to be ignored.  The Elementals asked me to say that when we pay attention to our dreams they help us evolve more quickly. Unbound from the constraints of stage set Earth, our dreams can bring us realities dense with personally significant imagery and persona.  Dreams hold bespoke story lines that reveal what we need to see.  They bring things to our awareness so much faster than waking life BUT ONLY IF WE PAY ATTENTION TO OUR DREAMS.

The animals echo our dreams in their appearances in our midst, but often we don’t credit these synchronicities as significant or even notice them.  The Elementals explain they ARE significant, like a highlighter going over written words.  But it all depends on us.  The powerful evolutionary force of dreams is something we must take seriously. Dreams are a powerful tool of self realization BUT ONLY IF WE PAY ATTENTION TO OUR DREAMS   

I think it extraordinary that Elementals, the manifestors of the natural world we abuse and embodied in the animal kingdom we relentlessly harm, stay at our side encouraging us onwards. Right now we revere a few species and willfully destroy the rest. Here the Elementals are just asking us to go home to self, not even asking for us to see them clearly. May we take this journey at their behest.  May we heal all separation. May we recognize ourselves as one of the animals in community with all living beings. May we be worthy of their selfless love.

Yesterday I started into a long overdue project to index the blogs I’ve written. The blogs run from 2006 to the present but because of my confusing unique way of organizing any project, I started by cataloguing 2018, 2019 and 2020. One thing I noticed about these years was how often the Angels encouraged me to write about working with Flower Essences to keep our vibrations high.  Here are some of these blogs of encouragement.  There are many more.

The Angels (and their Flower Essences) Encourage us to be Fearless 3/10/2018 with a follow up blog Be Fearless 4/05/2018

Flower Essences for Working Clear, Working Immaculate 1/7/2019

Flower Essences for Kindness when we Stumble 1/23/2019

From 3D to 5d and a New Earth 11/11/2019

Welcoming the Light- Possible ways to Proceed with Flower Essences 5/10/2020

Flower Essences and the Seven Stages of Grief 6/4/2020

Resistance to Change and Flower Essences that Can Help 8/26/2020

From Fear to Love with Flower Essences 10/11/2020

The Journey from 3D to 5D and the inbetween Place 11/6/2020

These blog topics left me asking why it matters if we raise our vibrations? Here are some thoughts.

Grandpa Jim is reading aloud Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Long Winter to two of our grandkids. In a scene from last night,  Pa Ingalls is mowing on the far side of a prairie wetland. Instead of sticking to the high road, Laura and her little sister Carrie decide to take a short cut to their father through this swampy area of tall grasses. From the high road they could see Pa and a route across the swamp, yet once they enter into the tall swampy grasses they can’t see where they are going and get very lost.  Just like Laura and Carrie, we need to stay elevated on a vibrational high road and stay out of the low vibration swampy terrain. For one thing, when we stay in this elevated vibration, we realize that the low vibration problems are the result of just one thing. LOW VIBRATIONS. We also realize low vibrations don’t fix low vibrations.

And where do the solutions come from? HIGH VIBRATIONS. Not only that, but high vibrations are much stronger than low vibrations. The laws of physics demonstrate that when both high and low vibrations inhabit the same space, higher vibrations naturally prevail over low vibrations and thus surplant low vibrations and associated problems. 

In making the personal choice to rise up into a higher vibration, we not only support higher vibrational light flooding the planet, we participate in holding it in place and transforming low vibration problems into more healed higher frequency forms.

This transformation of our planet to a higher frequency expression of divinity is going to happen whether we participate or not.  However, it is certainly going to be more meaningful for each of us and more helpful for all of us if we raise our vibrations with the planet versus fight the flow of light and stay in low vibrations.

The light that floods this planet offers us immense help to raise our vibrations. In addition, if we want to tackle specific stuck places in our energy system where it’s hard for the light to flow in, there is no better tool than Flower Essences.

Flower Essences give us a template for taking specific lower vibration frequencies and shifting them up to a higher frequency.  Flower Essences are practical tools which our electrical systems know how to use to help us tune up to a higher more harmonious frequencies.  They are the epitome of efficiency because when we operate from higher frequencies, a lot of dense challenges are resolved at the same time.

On a global level we will solve all our problems when enough of us tune up from self interest to selflessness.  In the meantime, while we await this 100^th money moment, what does this tune up look like in our individual lives? A couple vibrational shifts seem to be particularly relevant to our individual journeys right now. Let me begin with the shift from depair to happiness.

Despair and happiness are on the same bandwidth of vibration. Despair is a lower vibrational expression on the bandwidth than happiness.  If we use a musical analogy, despair is a musical instrument played out of tune while happiness is the expression of this instrument in tune.  If we work with an Essence that helps us tune our instrument in the areas it needs tuning, we find ourselves holding a higher vibration that naturally plays a more melodious song. 

To continue the discussion of the despair happiness bandwidth, a specific Flower Essence that helps with despair is Borage.  This Flower Essence vibrates at the high end of the bandwidth. It models an energy of happiness, courage and a keeping on keeping on with a light heart.  If we work with Borage our despair is offered a template for change that our electrical system can easily replicate.  All we have to do is have a willingness to let go of the old vibration of despair and let our electrical system use the information of the Flower Essence like a musician uses a tuning fork. 

What about the current challenge of  “my way or the highway” low vibration attitudes? How do we lift ourselves up to a kinder, gentler, more inclusive higher vibration perspective? Every Flower Essence works to release us from the illusion of separation that leads us to forget we are all on the same highway.

Flower Essences that jump forward as support for this shift include Arbor Garden, Don’t Worry Bee Happy and the new Symphony combination Flower Esssence mix (our seasonal gift to all of you who place an order in the next month or so).  These beloveds help us break up patterns of needing to be right to shift us into a vibration of letting go into openhearted compassion and community, experiences which will give us real joy and happiness.

Another vibrational shift that continues to be front and center is transforming fear into a higher vibrational expression of love. I didn’t imagine how needed our Be Fearless mix would be when we sent it out as our New Year’s gift in 2020.  Flower Essences including Be Fearless help us release our fear and find a state of tranquility, peace, love and fortitude no matter what is going on.  

Fear is the low vibration end of the fear love bandwidth. Being in fear prevents us from being in a vibration of love. They cannot coexist. If we find ourselves in fear, it’s worth making the effort to tune up. Fear freezes us and makes us more easily manipulated. Fear suggests all is lost.

The current chaos is not a sign all is lost. It is a sign that change is underway. When more light pours into a complex energetic system like Earth, there is inevitable chaos as old lower vibration realities die and new higher vibration realities are born. Down in the marsh grasses of fear we may not see this. We may only see the chaos, but up on the high road of love, we can see new life too, flooding in to replace the old. 

We help make this transition more serene by doing what we can to raise our vibrations.  One way we do this is to let go of our attachment to everything that needs to be released. Yes, stoking ourselves with fear and despair may feel comfortable, but it doesn’t t help us and it doesn’t help anyone. We need to release our attachment to lower vibration states, the kind the nightly news keeps ignited.

Right now we are called to let ourselves rise up in vibration and then care about ourselves enough not to plunge ourselves back down into the depths again. This is planetary care as well.  It is okay to raise your vibration from despair to happiness, from fear and argumentativeness to openhearted love.  Being in a place of compassion and love helps everyone so much more than fear and fighting ever will.

Yes, there are reasons to be angry and feel like fighting. You’ve seen me struggle with this! I’m just grateful for these gentle tools Flower Essences, constantly there to help me be kind to myself in my struggles and help me lift myself up once more.  Flower Essences let our emotions flow and teach us what they need to teach us, but they don’t leave us stuck in an emotion and loaded for bear.  They help release us from lower vibrations that lead to reactivity and fighting.

If you read my Thanksgiving blog you might imagine this was a group of people who see things in somewhat the same way.  We do not.  We see what is going on very differently and have disagreed with each other on some big issues.  The grace of our gathering was that being isolated from each other for so long meant we all put aside those differences as not important.  Being together in kindness meant more to us in that moment than being right. Will this always be the mood? I do not know.  I hope so. I’d also like to believe that spritzing everything and everyone with the Flower Essences contributed to the harmonious gathering, but I don’t need to be right about this.  It doesn’t matter how we get to a higher frequency, only that we do.

During this season, we will be sending a gift bottle of Symphony Flower Essence mix with every order. If you want more of this Flower Essence, it’s now available for purchase as well.

Here is the backstory on Symphony and how it was created.

The Green Hope crew gathered shortly before Thanksgiving to consider what we could give you dear ones for a seasonal love offering.  We sat together in silence then shared what we felt. We realized we wanted to support community.  Weary of being divided from each other by events and attitudes, we wanted to meet in the middle, and we wanted to help you meet in the middle in that space of shared humanity. 

We wanted to support the kind of connections we have with you every day of kindness, love, humor and a compassionate understanding that we are all in this together.  In this time of painful contraction and arbitrary division, we wanted to support every possible expansive experience of togetherness. We considered what Flower Essences combined into a mix would help us feel part of community whether we find ourselves alone or amongst others.

As we considered possible Flower Essences we also considered different names for this new custom mix. Too often, the words seemed like they might divide us further instead of healing us into greater harmony.  Then we thought of MUSIC and how Flower Essences are always about helping us be our own unique high vibration music in harmony with all creation.  And then we thought of SYMPHONY.

Yes! A symphony orchestra creates beautiful music arising from the unique and precious expression of every one of its members.  In the music of a symphony each of us is needed to play our unique musical notes. And so we joyfully settled on the name Symphony. May this new mix, Symphony, help all of us as we each take our seat with the orchestra, beloveds amongst beloveds, ready to be part of a bigger, glorious creation, no less than music of the spheres.

Are we ready?  But of course!  The last few years have too often left us feeling alone or in small, diminished groups trying no matter what to express our unique inner music.  Despite constraints, we have learned about who we are and what our music is.  We have learned how to play our instrument well.

So we come to the symphony of this moment, ready to play.  We look around us and are grateful for the company of fellow musicians. Wherever they are, they are with us.

The conductor raps the podium.  The conductor is the Divine unifying force within us all calling us to order. It’s time. We sit up straight, fully awake and listen closely.

Will we know the music?  Yes! We know the score because it’s in our hearts.  Everything is there in our hearts, awaiting us in this moment. The conductor lifts the baton. 

And we begin.

With love from Emily, Jen, Lizzie, Molly, Sam Vicki and all at Green Hope Farm

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If you read my last blog, you’ll know I attempted the Herculean task of abandoning a 35 year run of being in charge of the Thanksgiving meal to turn the day and its meal prep over to my son, Ben, and son in law Charlie. Why was this a daunting task? My goal was to let go without succumbing to any backseat cooking.

In an effort to game the system and make it more likely that I had some small level of success, I decided to impersonate my Great Aunt Lois who perfected the role of entertaining but unhelpful guest. To help me, everyone called me Lois all day. On the relatively rare occasions when I strayed from my course to sound the alarm about a boiling pot of gravy or thrust the potato ricer at someone, they would shush me out of the room with the sassy comment, “Snap out of it Lois.”

And how glad I was for every shove nudge out of the kitchen back into the playroom with the grandchildren, because let me tell you…..It was fun to be Lois.

How freaky was it to be carefree and doing what I wanted as a woman on Thanksgiving? Pretty darn freaky and I loved it. In fact, I have already sworn off 2022’s Thanksgiving meal and passed the chef baton to Ben and Charlie.

As I watched the National Dog Show with the grandchildren, not a single concern about menu execution, food prep or time management entered my brain. Instead I could fall in love with Claire, the Scottish deer hound who once again stole the show.

When the little people and I put on our winter jackets and wandered down into the hayfield, nothing called me back to the stove. I was free to wander in the six different directions the grandchildren and dogs were heading in.

I tried to be slightly responsible and told the menfolk about my whacked oven and how it turned off randomly and frequently needed to be rebooted. But other than that I did a fantastic pretty good job keeping my hands busy with the matchbox toy cars and a towering stack of toddler books instead of paring knives and wooden spoons.

So maybe the real Great Aunt Lois would not have been with the kids. After all she preferred an extra dry martini in the company of adults with nary a toddler in sight. But I like little people. As I sat amongst them I knew when they cried it was probably because someone needed a snack or a diaper change. When things escalated to a cousin to cousin meltdown, I was already on the ground with them to listen to their feelings and help sort out who got the next turn with a toy which previously no one on earth had ever had any interest in.

Somehow these lovely little people reminded me that we are all children here on Earth. Maybe offering snacks and listening to each other’s feelings could help us get back to appreciating each other versus fighting so much.

While we brought world peace closer in the playroom, Ben and Charlie appeared energized by their cooking efforts. Such good smells and so much laughter. Women kicked in with roasted vegetables from Lizzie and mashed potatoes from Emily. Lois? She brought her appetite.

As we came to the table the mood was one of gratitude. Like so many other families, ours did not meet for Thanksgiving last year. What a blessing we could be with each other this year sharing this fabulous meal. Our gratitude even brought out a gentleness when the topic was raised: How did Lois do?

There were a fair amount of teachers in the crowd so they missed almost nothing. If I glanced at the stovetop, one of them saw it, if not two of them. I knew I couldn’t expect grade inflation nor did I think I deserved it. I noticed my own problems keeping my hands off the oven mitts, so I gave myself a B- but the family elevated that to a B. I was very happy. I put my pearls away carefully that night, knowing Lois would live again next year and maybe even get a B+ for her lack of effort.

My 35 year run as the cook in charge of our family Thanksgiving feast ends this year.  I’ve passed the aprons on to my son Ben and son in law Charlie. They are in charge of the meal.  It’s their menu, and they will cook it all. Except for the pies. I’m making the pies. 

To implement this plan, it will be necessary for me to be out of the kitchen preferably with a baby in my arms pinning me to a sofa.  This is because I am a terrible backseat cook.  My children are all very grown up, and they have run their own kitchens for decades.  In fact, they are all fantastic cooks, but that doesn’t stop me from “trying to be helpful” in a most irritating way.

I had a great aunt who was a book editor in New York City.  I’m not sure a mixing bowl or dirty dish was ever part of her repertoire.  Did she dine nightly at the Algonquin Club? I do not know. I do know she was Margaret Mitchell’s best friend and edited Gone with the Wind.  Anyways, Great Aunt Lois would always come through the kitchen after an enormous family feast as if she were Queen Elizabeth I on a royal visit to a country village.  Dressed to the nines, she would peer over piles of dirty dishes to make contact with all of us at the sink and say, “I’d love to help, but you are doing such a wonderful job, I won’t interfere.”

I will need to channel Great Aunt Lois on Thursday.

One of the Thanksgiving chefs, Ben, came through on Sunday for a visit. He lives over the river in Vermont.  I made a vow NOT to ask any questions about the meal or offer to shop for anything or make any suggestions.  My daughter Elizabeth was there during Ben’s visit (probably to keep me true to my vow). She noticed me starting sentences then stopping to look out the window and pretend I wasn’t really going to say, “What’s the plan for the stuffing?”

It was touch and go but I got through the visit with only six or eight moments in which I was staring out the window with a bit of a grimace on my face.

I’ve heard some menu rumors.  Charlie’s mother’s family comes from Kennett Square in Pennsylvania so mushrooms feature heavily at their family occasions.  I’ve heard tell that Charlie is bringing an enormous box of mushrooms.  This is the extent of the rumors. 

I don’t know much about the rest on the menu or when we will eat.  Like Great Aunt Lois I will enjoy the meal when called to the table. Until then I will regale people with clever stories as she did or perhaps (and preferably) burp the newest grandchild George who will be just shy of three months at this his first Thanksgiving celebration.

I did appreciate Ben and Charlie taking pity on me by throwing me the bone of the pies.  I will make them today so that tomorrow at the Wednesday night meal (also taken out of my hands) I can impersonate Great Aunt Lois and put on pearls, heels and some sort of old school scent like Shalimar then waltz through the kitchen once or twice looking completely disinterested.

This will give me practice for game day, Thanksgiving when I will once again don the pearls and wrestle my backseat cooking to the ground once and for all. Wish me luck!