I have a dream that all living beings will one day live on a planet where they will not be judged by their species but by the content of their innate being.
Those of you who have read my past blogs know that my garden experiences always lead me to communicate with nature, particularly wasps. I have been stung and shouted at by the fiercest of drones. They have made me listen. From our communications, I have gained not only understanding but respect.
It had been a while since I ventured into the garden to do some needed maintenance. I always make it a habit to ask for permission when I step into a floral or foliage area.
Just as I entered the garden, a bug ran into my head and said, “My apologies, you turned unexpectedly.”
I replied, “No need to apologize. No harm done.”
Now, you may be wondering how a bug speaks English. I don’t have all the answers, but I suspect that some loving spirit is helping us to communicate with each other. However, I don’t think communications have to come with words. I think telepathy gets easier the more you trust.
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