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downwardsfromzero said:I've had quite a few experiences of telepathy while in an unmodified state of consciousness. Often, trees have been mediators for this phenomenon. One example, for three days I kept hearing the word "Sparassis" in my mind and a sort of pull in my solar plexus region. Until I finally could not resist any longer and let the pull guide me out of my home. I basically made a bee-line for nearly a mile through the countryside and came to a group of pine trees. At the base of the first tree was a large, overripe cauliflower fungus - Sparassis crispa - gloriously decorated atop with a fox turd! If only I had responded on the first day... But I was not to be disappointed, for a few more trees down the line there was a new, fresh fungus just the right size for me and a few friends to enjoy for supper that evening.
Another time, I received verbal directions referenced from an oak tree some 100 yards off which guided me to a splendid patch of liberty caps. The field seemed to be devoid of the little fellows I was seeking so I just tuned out and then the voice spoke:
"Walk towards that oak tree, 75 paces, then look down to the left."
On following these directions I was delighted to find a motherlode of several hundred of nature's finest shrooms, making my hunt worthwhile.
I have to say that I got the chills when I read this…I too have had direct telepathic communication from trees.
To preface, for a few years I was a Paranormal investigator. I’ve had my fair share of inexplainable experiences..
“thoughts in my head that aren’t mine“ are nothing new.
This, was unexpected however.
I was foraging incense ingredients for the upcoming dark moon. This particular day -Bay Berry, Sweet Fern, and American Witch Hazel were my main queries.
In this land of red oaks and pitch pines I came upon a section of trail flanked by Witch Hazel, to my delight.
…I’ve always been a conscientious forager, a leaf here, a leaf there, taking the second best as much as possible. If you didn’t see me in the act, you’d never know I was there…
I set about my task, slowly working my way through the stand.
It wasn’t enough.
Out of nowhere..
“IGNORANT HUMAN!”
…Boomed through my mental space.
I stopped dead in my tracks staring wide eyed at the trees before me.
A few confused moments passed by before I realized that …
Even though my approach was one of care, I never took the time to be concerned with what the tree itself was willing to give up. Or even if it was a willing participant.
Telepathically, I addressed the stand. Apologizing deeply for being careless. Explaining that, with such a different type of consciousness, it was hard sometimes for us monkey brained humans to be aware of other forms sentients. Sometimes even for those of us who are more aware. I assured them that I truly was working hard to change that.
I stood there, not sure what to expect.
Silence.
I got the feeling they were taken aback that I had even responded…that somehow I intercepted something that wasn’t meant for me.
I made them a promise to return soon and make amends. I’ve read somewhere that if you offend the land, best to give the spirits a good long time before you return.
It’s been over a year and a half and I feel the time is nearing.
Now, directly because of this incident, I always take the time to ask the spirit of whatever plant I intend to harvest if they are willing and how much is okay for me to take.
Whatever I feel in response is the course I take.