Give it your LOVE, or plant a new garden. (Ericksonian Hypnosis)

My garden talks to me.

Why?

How is that possible?

What is it that is talking?

How can I hear it?

Is it real?

I Believe

IT IS

Because I listen.

Because I hear.

Because if it feels good,

Because it resonates with me,

Where it comes from,

Is secondary 2,

If it’s a good FEELING idea.

It’s a way to open up my imagination,

To something outside of what I’m thinking now,

Or something new.

Keep listening to same boring thoughts I had before,

And frankly I didn’t love the first time,

To something brand new.

To just imagine I can see a better version,

and looking at it as a possibility somewhere in time,

Allows it be NOW

In your imagination,

Maybe you were a Unicorn for only a second in your imagination,

But that imagination birthed a frequency.

While holding onto these images of fantasy,

I literally build this garden.

Anchoring the energy of that fantasy,

Through the life of everything in this garden.

This garden now breathes the energy of the plants,

The butterflies,

The bees,

The winged creatures,

The furry creatures,

All playing in this energy,

Of this creation.

Touch your Unicorn Horn to mine,

And let the Universe speak to you,

Through the imagination,

Listen with your imagination,

And you WILL HEAR,

That bigger part of you,

Saying thank you for holding that separate truth for me,

NOW look at all the rest.

Everything that’s Interesting,

Everything that FEELS good.

Is worth giving your LOVE.

If your not giving it your love,

Plant something new,

In that garden.