Animals, Plants and Rocks, Oh My!

Channeling Transcript

Me: Okay, let’s go to a lighter subject. I kind of already know the answer to this. In fact I think I’ve asked it before, but in terms of a complete answer for the book, are our pets, or better said, our animal companions, with us when we pass?

Erik: Yes!

Me: Okay, good!

Erik: And it’s so sad, Mom. They leave out the plant world.

Me (with a gasp): Oh no! Why? They don’t get to go to Heaven?

Erik: No, no, Mom. I’m talking about people. People in their questions, they never ask about whether plants have a place in the afterlife. No one ever asks about the plant world, but they’re here with us too!

Me: Oh, no! I know. Have you ever seen that movie, The Secret Life of Plants? In one experiment, they hook a plant up to some sort of sensors, kind of similar to an EEG or lie detector, I guess. Anyway, they place the plant in front of a beaker full of brine shrimp that, at a certain time, is poured into boiling water. It’s all automated so there is no human interaction or presence to influence the results. Anyway, the moment the brine shrimp hit the boiling water and die, the plant essentially begins to scream!

Jamie (with a gasp): What?!

Me: Yeah, and in another experiment in Russia, they had a plant hooked up to those sensing devices several feet away from another plant that was not attached to anything. Then, one by one, several people marched by the unattached plant and one of them rips the plant to shreds. Of course, the sensing devices on the monitored plant go ballistic. Then, those same people re-enter the room one at a time. When the guilty “murderer” comes in, the plant apparently recognizes her and reacts in sheer terror.  It didn’t react at all to the other people.

Jamie: Oh, how awful.

Me: I know! I guess everything has consciousness, right? Some form of consciousness?

Jamie: My family are nurserymen, and my dad is a tree farmer, and he used to teach me as a kid when he would trim the plants he told me, “You gotta talk to them; you have to let them know what you’re doing.”

Me: Exactly!

Jamie: And I always thought that was so cool as a kid, but I didn’t know—that is amazing. What’s the name of the movie?

Me: The Secret Life of Plants.

Jamie: Erik is putting his hands out saying, “Hellooooo, I know! People forget to ask what happens to their spirits.”

Me (chuckling): Hey, what happened to my beautiful bougainvilleas that died in the freeze last year? I wanna know! I had those for 20 years!

Jamie: Oh, poor things.

Me: I know. So everything has some sort of consciousness, then? Even a rock? Do rocks have some form of primitive consciousness?

Erik: Well, yes, but—what has awareness, uh, those would include things that can produce life force energy. They need food, they reproduce, they grow. That’s where souls are. Rocks and things like that have only a primitive unaware consciousness.

Me: Ah, interesting! Wow! So our animal companions are with us. Are fish and other animals that are there in the afterlife a product of our thoughts, or are they separate souls that have crossed over?

Erik: They are each souls.

Me: Oh, okay. So it’s not like we create the fish that we catch if we go fishing there. They are separate souls.

Erik: Uh huh.

Me: Wow!

Erik: Mom, there are so many different kinds of life force on the Earth, but for so long we’ve been pretending that we’re the only ones.

Me: Oof! How arrogant!

Erik: I know!

Me: We can be so rude!

Jamie: He’s talking about these birds that have funerals. I can’t keep up with him, he’s talking so fast! He’s talking about sparrows and crows and black birds that bring twigs and cry and they place the twigs over their fallen feathered friend.

Me: Awwww.

Erik: This has been happening for centuries. This is not a new evolution. We’re just finally seeing it. I think what’s happening is that humans think they’ve tapped out on all the new discoveries, right?

Me: Uh huh.

Erik: They’ve labeled, they’ve logged everything, so now they can, with their own eyes, see the spirituality that lies within everything that they’ve labeled.

Me: Oh, I hope so.

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