The Sad Side of Loving Plants
Sometimes it's hard to say "Goodbye" to loved ones. Make sure to say "Thank you" first.
A couple of years ago we were having trouble with our water system. We are on a well. It wasn't the pump, it was in the line. Looking from the house to the well to discern the problem, my heart skipped a beat. It actually skipped several beats. My Magnolia tree was the only thing between the two points. MY Magnolia.
I chose a Magnolia Officinalis when we first moved into our house decades ago as the one plant, the one healer to take care of our family should the lights go out (in other words when the world turns upside down). Who wouldn't want a Magnolia? It's anti-viral, anti-bacterial, anti-carcinogenic, etc. I mean, so many etceteras that it really does sounds like Snake Oil, but it is truly amazing.
A decade ago, that sweet tree released it's top part 24 hours after I declared I couldn't take bark from her even though I knew it was the exact thing needed at that moment. The branch rested next to the tree as a present for our use. A sacrifice. My first experience connecting with a plant on a spiritual level if you will.
I came to her with my heart open and explained the well situation. We thought that her roots were getting into the water line and were causing issues that were going to cost us many thousands of dollars that we just didn't have. I felt horrible for even thinking what came out of my mouth next. It was a Thursday and I was leaving for an herbal conference in North Carolina, returning on Monday, so I whispered to Magnolia "If this is what is happening, I will understand if you are not here when I get back. I don't want to have to make this decision. Thank you for understanding and for everything. Goodbye." I promptly left on my trip with my head hung low.
Pulling into the driveway upon returning, I witnessed something sadly remarkable. A site I must describe as Love to assuage my guilty conscience. A display of sacrifice. MY Magnolia tree had died. It wasn't dying. It was dead - totally, brown, dried and dead through and through. It had only been four days. The water problem was gone. It wasn't something that I really expected, but I still mull it over as I pass the spot.
Do you have experiences with your plants that grow your heart?
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