The Parable of the Grass and the Weeds

by Lorraine Michaels

April 3, 2006

For the last couple of years I have been weeding out the weeds in my lawn. The process allowed me to have many contemplative hours where I was able to come to some higher realizations and make use of affirmations as I worked to gain introspect into personal and planetary psychological issues. I also had the opportunity to work with the power of the mind and understand our beliefs and how they create the world around using the correlation to what was happening in my lawn. As the years went by, as I pulled weed after weed in my struggle to have a nice lawn, I learned a lot from the inner guidance and would like to share this parable on my experience. But first some history on what happened.

When we moved into this house we inherited a ill taken care of lawn, and although parts were nice with good grass, over the acre or so, there was much non lawn grasses and many weeds. The first year living in a U.S. northeastern climate was a new experience for me. Although born here, I left when I was five. Growing up in the south where there was no snow, and then moving to a desert climate, taught me a whole range of horticulture for those two climates which led me to believe I knew a lot. But I had a lot more to learn. I had no idea what northern U.S. lawn weeds looked like, let alone the northern grasses. I still don’t know what kind of lawn grass we have! I have tried to discover the kind so I could reseed, but have yet to find a match.

The first year I thought the grass was pretty good. Everything was green and I was so amazed that I didn’t have to water the grass here, I had my head in the sand with not really looking at what comprised the green! In Utah, where we had just moved from, the grass had to be watered every three days or it died. Rain was very scarce in the summer. In the Northeast, the weather was completely opposite. The rain is abundant and everything is so green. In fact, the dampness here is so intense in the summer we have to run a dehumidifier in the basement or the floor can get damp. We could not have come to a more completely opposite climate. The winters were about the same—though both too long! Although in Utah we could have the snow on the ground until March, we generally have it melted here in February.

We moved in the house in mid summer and we kept the lawn mowed and that was about it. Although not like my neighbors. I teased about our neighbor, as he seemed to mow his lawn two or three times as often as we did. By the end of the summer he seemed to mow his lawn less frequently than I. I thought he was crazy and laughed at his erratic mowing. But there is a old proverb: “When in Rome do what the Roman’s do.” Although the proverb was meant for when you are a guest in someone else’s home, I should have realized there was a reason he was mowing his lawn so frequently and done as he did!

First, I saw this lovely fragrant creeping plant growing profusely in certain areas. It sent out pretty purple flowers and I thought I would move this nice plant into my beds, thinking it was an herb of some kind. I also saw wild onions appearing all over the grass as well, and thought that was cool, I have my own supply of onions! By the end of fall I soon realized that pretty little creeping plant was a nuisance, taking over areas where I didn’t want it—and quickly. Two years later I researched for what this plant was called by doing a search on the internet for a fragrant creeping weed and discovered it was ground ivy or more commonly known as creeping charlie. Of all the weeds I thought were nice, this is one of the number one menaces for home lawns! I was embarrassed to think I had moved this weed into my beds!

Plantains - weed one
Also that first summer I noticed this strange looking weed send up these tall seed stalks, and I quickly realized that there were a lot of these strange plants in the lawn because you could see everyone of them for their stalks. But I had no idea what they were or how often they went to seed or how long before the seeds ripened. I mowed the stalks down, but probably too late to stop the seeds, as the next year I had the same experience but twice as bad. Again, I researched over the internet a few years later to discover what this weed was and finally found the name of the plant and it’s life cycle. It was called plantain, a once highly desired medicinal plant.

The next spring we were there for the dandelion’s cycle. So prior to the plantain’s cycle, the dandelions appeared. And they were everywhere. They grew and flowered at so many different times that I did not catch a half of them with the mower before they went to seed. I finally began to see the reasoning for the erratic mowing schedule of my neighbors. He had lived here all his life and he mowed not for the grass, but for the weeds! Although I must say his back yard had very few weeds, his side yard bordering ours had as many dandelions as we did. I never saw him fertilize or spray his lawn—only mow. But he knew when to mow and was willing to do it frequently during the flowering cycle of certain weeds.

But I had thought frequent mowing was silly and had other ideas. I began to look closely at this nice green lawn and began to get concerned at the amount of creeping and sprouting plants that had no place in a lawn. So I decided I was going to go on a campaign to make our lawn weed free.

The first number one enemy was the plantain. It was so abundant the following spring and grew so wide that it killed the grass in a circle around it with its very broad leaves. But it was a struggle to weed. It had long tap roots just like the dandelion, and both take a lot of work and effort to pull up. They also both send out millions of seeds that live in your soil for many years. For example, the plantain is said to produce from 14,000 to 30,000 seeds per plant, depending on its size! So I thought I would get some help from Roundup, a herbicide that kills everything, but is not so harmful to the environment. I don’t like using any chemicals in or out of the house, but I realized I could not possibly remove these plantains all before they went to seed, over the acre and a half that was loaded with them.

So I carefully sprayed just the leaves of the plantains in the front yard, thinking I was smart and not having to use too much chemicals but on the selective weeds and then not very much of it. After trying to pull hundreds of these weeds by hand, this spraying seemed ideal. But although I thought I was careful with the spray, I ended up killing more than the weeds, having circles of dead grass around the sprayed weed! It was terrible to look at that summer having polka dots of brown circles in the green grass. But I did get rid of the majority of those weeds in the front lawn. But the huge back and side yard were so taken over with them I barely got started with weed control there.

Creeping Charlie - weed two
The next year I was out in early spring looking at the progress I made in the front yard. The plantains were almost eradicated and the grass had grown back in the circles where I had accidentally killed it. But this year it seemed I had a new weed taking over, the creeping charlie. And it was vicious and abundant. I went back to hand pulling the plantains, not daring to try my previous year’s experiment again. I also set about to pull the creeping charlie, along with some clover, which seemed to be in large areas. But again, between the seed cycle of the creeping charlie, the dandelion, the clover and the plantain, there was no way you could catch all the cycles without them going to seed without mowing every four or five days.

So although I tried hard that year, I barely made progress. By then, I had another strange weed coming up that looked like grass, but became quite evident it was not the good kind, as it grew much taller and a different color. It could be easily pulled out, but there was so much of it, that I just didn’t have enough time. Although the first year it went to seed too, the second year I realized I couldn’t let it go to seed and tried the best I could to catch it before it did.

I had another bright idea, and decided maybe I could cut the grass very short to the ground and thereby eliminate many of the weeds and cut back their seeding. But to my dismay, that only made matters worse. It looked like I had killed all the grass in the back yard, and the weeds were still there. It didn’t help that we went through a very dry, hot spell at the same time and the grass became very stressed from lack of water.

By now you may wonder why I just didn’t give up. But I don’t easily. And I could not imagine giving up to a bunch of aggressive weeds. How could I just stand by and see the grass taken over and destroyed by such intrusive, prolific creations that generally had no redeeming purpose in a lawn or in nature? Some of the weeds like dandelion and plantain are known for their herbal medicinal properties and in fact were brought to America as herbs, but I will explain my reasoning shortly, on why they are not redeeming as well.

The choice of Chemicals
Although I had been positive from the beginning that I could undo the lack of care the previous owners had given this potentially lovely yard, I had mixed emotions. I could see the labor intensive work ahead and all my many other responsibilities in my life calling. I knew I had to take a faster, easier method this one time and hope that I could find some natural remedies for weed control other than chemicals. But after trying many home remedies I realized I would have to resort to some chemicals known to kill these weeds or continue to give more time than I could afford to this goal.

So the next year I went for help using some chemical weed control, combined with fertilizer that I knew the lawn needed for support. With mixed emotions I applied it by hand in the worse offending areas, but in the process I got over zealous and put down too much in some areas and burned my grass again! The high day temperatures didn't help either. This time it was far worse than the year prior. I had huge brown areas where the weed and feed had burned the grass, instead of a few small circles. I hadn’t realized it could hurt the grass as the instructions said it was safe for grass. But my inexperience caused me to apply incorrectly causing the entire destruction of not only the invasive weeds, but the grass as well.

Although I waited in the hopes of it growing back, it didn’t, so I finally reseeded the brown areas with new grass seed and by fall, the front lawn was tremendously better and little weeds had survived. I also started the weed and feed on the side and back yard, being very careful this time in applying the chemical. None of my neighbors lawns were as bad as mine, and I would look longingly over at theirs and even take walks to look at how green and weed free theirs were in comparison to mine. But progress was being made and I kept at it.

Guidance from Above
All this time I was not alone in this work. The Masters were often with me trying to help me focus on the positive. I would mow the lawn and look at all the weeds still left, and Mother Mary would remind to focus on the grass, not on the weeds. And so I tried to change my perspective. They taught me to bless that which I wanted to encourage, so I would mow and weed and constantly bless the grass. But one day I noticed that not all the grass was good grass! My blessings seemed to have encouraged this yet another lawn grass imitator, crabgrass, an awful, very difficult weed to eliminate from home lawns. It imitates real grass and can fool you if you are not savvy on the many types of invasive grasses. It is an off color from normal grass, usually a lighter green and can fool you in its early growth. Then it goes to seed in early fall and dies before winter sets in, leaving large patches of brown in your lawn. It is very invasive and prolific with its seeds as well, and they have been known to survive in the soil for decades, as an opportunistic type species whenever the ground has been stirred.

So I tried to focus on the real grass to bless, after learning this mistake. This weed was very hard to pull up and separate out from the lawn grass as well, without damaging the good grass. All these experiences were helping me to see life differently as well. I was beginning to receive the perspective of how difficult it must be for the Masters to help the people of this earth separate themselves out from the darkness, as the parable from Jesus in the tares sown among the wheat. I could see why Jesus used that parable. If you tried to use poison to separate out the tares, the good wheat could be destroyed. Trying to find the tares and pull them out would be a very laborious task. The more wheat planted, the bigger the task to separate out the tares. As so with people of the earth. Once the choice is made to make ones fellowship with darkness, there is increasing difficulty to separate out the darkness without hurting those of the light.

I could see this, as through experience pulling weeds I realized this was no easy task. First weeds like plantains and dandelion have long, strong tap roots that if you don’t pull the entire root, will continue to grow and shoot up again. The weeds always seemed much stronger than the grass and would choke the surrounding lawn grass so easily having broad leaves for many of them. I began to see the correlative to man, with the difficulty to eradicate the much stronger, indigent weeds, that had generations to develop into strong, prolific and invasive species, much like people on earth with the overpowering fallen angels taking over and controlling the weak.

As well as the difficulty in pulling out weeds to get all of parts of it, or not hurt the surrounding good grass, poisoning one weed without killing or damaging the surrounding grass takes skill. It was nigh impossible without careful, very careful, work. I was getting better at it, but the process was taking me years to learn. Growing up in the warmer climates and being knew to the northern plants, it was like living in a different world. Everything around me that was in nature was different: the bugs, to the rodents, and animals, as well as all the plant life. Little was the same as what lived and grew in the south. So I was like a neophyte in nature, learning how to work with nature and not against her. I had always been a nature girl, loving the outdoors and knowing all about plant and animal life. I always had a garden from early in my youth, and have respected nature and her ability to regulate herself when not influenced or controlled by man.

Nature reveals Man's Nature
I saw how people of the earth were a lot like nature run amuck after human intervention. If plants and animals were left to themselves, nature would take care of itself and life would move together in a symbiotic relationship that no one species would control, at least not for long. But today, because of the widespread pollution, man’s effects upon the planet are much greater seen, even in the wild. But traditionally, wherever nature has been left untouched by man, beautiful plant and animal life have grown in a relationship where all survive without any one predator taking over. And there are many predator plant life as well as animal life. But where man has tried to control nature, calamity has often ensued.

The way man has been treating nature is just a reflection of how man was also treating his fellow man. Wherever man seeks to control another fellow human being, taking away their free will and subjecting them to inhumane treatment, there is the weaker taken over by the stronger. The weaker roots are shallow because the weaker have not been cultivated, strengthened and allowed to send down deep tap roots. Their strength is dependent on so many factors of right environment, right species for the climate, right pruning and feeding. But not so for the stronger, invasive species. They have adapted to the environment, to not being pruned or fed and to survive in most conditions unsuitable for weaker species.

Imitation Grasses
And so after careful chemical use, I managed to bring down the stronger more invasive weeds over the large back and side yard. They were no match for the human creation designed to destroy them. But my elation in combating those enemies to our lawn was short lived. As I surveyed the vast area, I noticed that the grass wasn’t all lawn grass! I had no idea what crabgrass looked like but I could see something was different and would sprout up wherever the weeds were eliminated. By the end of the summer, it had started to go to seed and I knew this had to be crabgrass. Weed killers don’t hurt crabgrass, and so I was back to pulling this grass out of the lawn by hand. Later I discovered another imitation grass that was very strong and green and grew sideways and killed all the good grass around it. It had very deep roots for grass and was difficult to pull up. In a much different way, crabgrass was just as hard to pull out. It seemed to grow so very close to blades of grass, that there was little chance of pulling it out without the good grass as well.

By the end of last summer, the remaining crabgrass had already gone to seed and was killed by the first frost. I looked upon what was left and felt overall, I had been successful at encouraging good grass growth and discouraging the proficiency of the weeds and especially over the back and side yard. I had spent a fair amount of time in the side yard that year, trying to hand weed, but the back yard was too vast for that task. I remember looking at the yards the summer before and realizing how little grass we actually had in those areas and how much was actually weeds. It seemed daunting. I would have given up hope that much progress could be made but for the help of the Masters’ encouraging me on. Knowing the power of prayer and the immaculate concept, I kept on knowing one day God through me would create the beauty in our lawn.

It was also very difficult to focus on the grass and not give energy to the weeds, especially if I needed to see them to weed them. I tried hard to hold the immaculate concept and bless every good seed I planted. But it seemed that for every major weed I almost eliminated from the lawn, another one would appear in a very aggressive manner, as if the space the other weed had taken was now going to be taken by lesser aggressive weed. They were all aggressive, but even some more than others, while the grass seemed to just humbly exist, not growing fast, nor aggressively. But rather being a natural part of God’s creation where it neither took its nutrients unlawfully nor sought to take over the space, stopping when it reached the limits of other grass blades. Its roots were often shallow, not reaching far beyond its areas to get what it needed.

Moss
This past winter was on the mild side, as most of the U.S. was, as well as other countries because of odd weather patterns. Although we had a fair amount of snow, it was all melted in January and January went down as the warmest on record. Although February was very cold, there wasn’t much snow on the ground and we often had freezing rains. I eventually went out to survey the dormant lawn after all the snows melted and I was horrified by what I found in the side and back yard. There are a lot of huge trees in those areas, but ample sun in most of the lawn. I had noticed last year more moss under one tree. But I had never had moss in a yard before and did not know what to do about it. Again, like the crabgrass, it isn’t something that would have been affected by the feed and weed. But I was horrified to discover that moss had taken over huge areas of the lawn both areas. I could not believe how fast and how strong that moss had displaced the little good grass that I had worked so hard to keep, while eradicating the weeds. As I surveyed the damage, I felt overwhelmed and discouraged. I could not believe that after all my hard work all I would have in short time was moss for a lawn!

So once again I went to the internet to research this new problem. The mild winter encouraged moist and not frozen ground for many months—ideal conditions for moss growth. Whatever had happened this winter, the moss loved the conditions and it was far more invasive than I had remembered the creeping charlie and plantain had ever been, and I thought they were bad. As I contemplated what could have happened to have caused yet another invasion after working so hard to visualize and bless the grass abundantly, I thought of the correlation to the tares and the wheat from the prior year. Could this moss be another state of consciousness that I had yet to see and overcome or understand?

Moss was mainly supposed to grow because of too shady areas and moist conditions with low soil pH. But I saw it growing in open areas on higher ground. But we do have heavy clay soil here that does not leave good drainage. But yet I could not believe how far and wide this moss had grown in one winter. Thank God chemicals were not the chosen method of dealing with moss, but simple iron sulfate. But after buying bag after bag and still barely covering the areas affected, I realized the enormity of the problem. Some websites advocated keeping the stuff as your lawn. But somehow I felt violated by something I did not invite into our lawn. It really had no right to be here and I did not like the vibration of it.

As I tried to separate out the moss without removing the grass I discovered for the most part, it can’t be done. As I studied its effects in the lawn I saw in many areas where it grew under the grass, thereby cutting off the roots to the soil and the needed nutrients. The grass is still dormant for the most part, and while dormant, the moss had their day, growing rapidly and very aggressively.

Weeks after my first iron treatment I noticed some of the moss had died, some yellowed, and so much was still left green. I tried raking out all the various stages of moss life, studying what it was really doing here. But that was too destructive to the grass.

For weeks I waited to see if the moss would surely die. As I went again to survey on the next warm day, I found more and more moss under the grass that had not been treated yet. On top it looked like regular grass, but below was entwined this aggressive moss. Although the websites recommended to rake up the dead moss, I could not see the reasoning. First, you lost the grass in the areas of some shallow-rooted grass areas. Some areas the moss looked like thick fibrous mulch and I thought it would be better to return it to ground by leaving it in the same area to supply nutrients. I limed the soil to raise the soil pH and tried to remove some areas where the moss was thick.

I kept receiving the thought of parasitic. Although no description by the horticulturists describe it as a parasite. But yet the thought would not leave me, and I felt the Masters’ presence with me again, as I always have when working on my lawn. But this time I felt they wanted me to write about this. There was something here I needed to understand about this process that had been going on for years, between me, the weeds and their right to be in our lawn.

Making Things "Right"
I felt a little heartsick that this could have happened with all my loving care. I could see that I surely would lose more grass if I did nothing. The aggressor here was going to win if I allowed nature to take its course. Was I fighting a losing battle? Was I responsible for this latest aggressor? I looked at the neighbors lawns and could find no moss. I must have done this. Could I have supplied too much nitrogen and encouraged this parasitic moss? I prayed to God, what is going on here? The “why me?” syndrome was lurking at my door. There was some answer in this scenario that had been going on for so many years. Were my positive thoughts not strong enough for this small area of the world? What lesson was in this situation for me?

The more I worked on this moss, the more I was prompted to write. But I could not figure out what to write. What had I learned that was so important that the Masters wanted this shared with others? I kept receiving love, love on seven levels. Day after day the same message would come to me. Was I not loving on all these levels? And what were these levels? The other word I kept receiving was “right” and also on seven levels. I thought it was the seven rays, but I finally realized this was something different. What was this love that was right? The key was in this understanding.

This was just not my little problem in my little section of the world. I had a very small piece of the pie in this land, but the whole pie was the entire environment on this planet. What had we done that created so many parasitic and deleterious plant species? What had man created through their minds that the elementals outpictured in nature? What type of person lives off another one’s energies, tearing up their foundations and roots that were their food source from the earth and thereby being outpictured in nature in these weeds?

Most of these weeds were not created by God, and yet grass was. I had a right to have my area of the world planted with grass, free from invasions of weeds. Yet the wind carries all these parasitic noxious weed seeds from forests to pasture lands, from pasture lands to wherever man disturbs the ground, and eventually they make their way to home lawns. Man uses several of these weeds as medicinal plants. Why? Because they are strong, often bitter and carry qualities that make them able to take over and control, destroying other species in their aggressiveness.

Thus they are seen to strengthen and detoxify from poisonous bites as the plantain is well known to combat. The native American Indians called plantain, “white-man’s foot” because wherever the white man were, there was left this plantain plant. The Europeans brought these herbs to America because they valued them. Dandelion’s sap is said to remove warts, a parasite in itself. And when the roots are dried, ground and steeped in water, dandelion tea is said to cure cancer, another parasitic disease! Creeping charlie, a member of the mint family, was first used by the Saxons to clarify their beer, it helped to flavor and preserve it before hops was discovered. The creeping ivy also is used as a diuretic, astringent, tonic and gently stimulant. Many of these weeds have now become widespread in North America although not native to this land. After they were brought here they quickly multiplied.

One exception to being a noxious weed is the clover. It was deliberately added to grass seed mixes because it fixes nitrogen in the soil and thereby contributes to grass health, besides looking pretty. It is used in pasture grass mixes for its contributing value to the soil and nutritional benefits to the grazing stock. I always loved clover in the grass until I got stung by bees one time too many—bees love clover as well! I love to walk barefoot on the grass and you cannot with flowering clover and their bees. But for the bees, many of our fruits and vegetables would not get pollinated, so I did not mind the bees.

Yellowstone's Micromanagement
Are we going about the eradication of these noxious and invasive weeds in the wrong manner, just like we have tried to control nature in many other areas?

One example is the 1988 Yellowstone Park fires. Fire control had been the policy in government parks for over half a century. The forests were not allowed to be touched and so dead and decaying trees that would have been handling with small lightning fires were left untouched. The result were more destructive, invasive fires wherever fires started and could not be stopped. After realizing this big mistake, over a half a century later, Park Service took the opposite approach and began to let fires burn that started naturally. In 1988, during a long drought, several of those “allowed” fires were left to burn that caused the worse fire ever imagined in a National Park. Hell had come to the surface in Montana and Wyoming. By the time it was over, 800,000 acres had burned (1/3 of the Park) and the landscape of Yellowstone Park was changed for centuries to come. After trying to stop wild fires for so many years, allowing natural fires to burn was beyond what nature could handle.

The entire surrounding valleys and towns were smothered with smoke almost the entire summer. The sun could only be seen through a haze. An additional 700,000 acres outside of the Park burned as well.

Alston Chase wrote a book called “Playing God in Yellowstone: The Destruction of America's First National Park.” Although he seemed to be quite hard on the destructive policies of the Park Service, a government agency, the many facts in the book are quite true. The Park Service later created their own website where they tell the entire story of the micromanagement of all species of animals in the Park throughout the history of Yellowstone. It is beyond the scope of this article to relate the vast manipulation of this National Park's Service. But if so inclined to know more, it is an amazing read on their website, with pictures from the 20’s and 30’s of the abundant wildlife among tourists and Park employees, as well as the dire tale of the destruction of many of this same wildlife. There were barely a species that was not managed, controlled, killed or experimented upon to allow visitors to see the “wildlife” or the locals to have their share of game to hunt outside the Park, that instead might have gone to wolves, coyotes or wildcats. Each error only compounded into more errors as problem upon problem tried to be micromanaged.

Large numbers of black bears abounded for a time due to easy food from tourists and garbage dumps. When they became hazardous to tourists, the extreme was taken and all bear contact was prohibited, dumps fenced in and all easy food was cut off to the bears. This left the conditioned bears to prior easy food access, now left to struggle to learn to scavenge again, causing their numbers to plummet to new lows. Beavers and their dams were for the most part gone, and so were the natural water systems they created, as well as any animal or bird labeled “predator” and became fair game for extermination.

After all this mismanagement, Yellowstone was becoming a man made natural disaster. The fires were the icing on the cake. What had been set aside for future generations to visit and wonder at the beauty and majesty of nature, would now be seen as burnt tall sticks of trees for thousands of acres, and little or no wildlife outside of elk and buffalo.

As the mistakes were trying to be corrected, wolves were reintroduced, much to the chagrin of the local ranchers. Beavers were allowed their dams. But many more decades would be needed to see nature in Yellowstone return to the balance she once was.

What happened in Yellowstone has been duplicated around the planet in different ways. Forests have been destroyed, seas have become polluted with man made fertilizers and chemicals. By the 1970’s the beautiful Hudson River that we live close to was so heavily polluted with industrial discharges, leaking landfills, pesticides and sewage that it was unsafe to swim in. No fish could be eaten from the river because of the high PCB (chemical) contamination. It is the most polluted river in New York and it’s largest, traveling 315 miles before coming out into the Atlantic ocean at the tip of Manhattan. The pollution from factories was stopped, but the damage cannot be easily undone. This and many other polluted rivers end up in the oceans where the damage continues to circulate around the planet.

Not one area of damage on this planet is isolated. Yellowstone’s fires had an impact on far more than the surrounding towns and villages. Smoke filled the air for months, affecting far more than just the local area. The Yellowstone river winds 700 miles from Wyoming, traversing through Yellowstone lake and then over Yellowstone Falls, the highest falls in the U.S. before heading north out into Montana. What happens in the Park is not isolated because what effects that river has ramifications around the planet. Yellowstone flows into the Missouri River, which eventually joins up with the Mississippi river and out into the Gulf of Mexico and then out into the Atlantic ocean. And from the ocean the whole of the planet is affected.

Controlling Nature
Nature’s fires have had a positive effect on forests, allowing heavy canopy growth to be thinned as well as dead, dying and fallen trees to be burnt away. New life is always seen on forest floors in the months that follow a natural forest system that has just gone through an electrical storm fire. And that life is often trees. Weeds are usually burnt away and seldom return to take over the forest floors.

Rather than controlling nature so much, should we not look to how we may not contribute to her demise? Using chemicals as the first means to deal with invasive weeds and insects contributes to pollution further harming the native life. It is often the invasive species which are not native to the area, but are brought in by man, that thrive even under adverse conditions. This pattern is seen all over the planet. We are in a vicious cycle, continually contributing to the problem when we try to deal with the problem with the same consciousness that created it.

If we would love nature, love our environment and most especially, love our fellow man, would not the elementals begin to show forth a more beautiful planet with teeming life of a gentle kind? Most people do not even understand the relationship of the food they eat to their lack of health and to their physical strength and immunity, let alone their relationship to their environment.

In the Ascended Masters’ teachings we learn of the connection of all life, at many levels. What we think and feel contributes as much to what our environment outpictures, as the physical actions and substances we partake of and use around us.

Our little lawn area can be super managed to try and maintain and reflect our state of consciousness. But can we make these changes without having to fight the mass consciousness and its effects upon our individual environments? With so much of the negative consciousness en masse around the planet, with the desire to control and manipulate others, with so much anger and hate towards each other, how can our love overcome the invasions appearing physically in our worlds?

Loving our Enemies - what we are asked to really do
We are not asked to love our enemies in the manner most understand this to mean. I do not love the invasive weeds that were not created by God. God is not asking me to. He is asking me to unlock the potential that He created in beauty and love, appearing in the grasses that give comfort to the feet, share space without killing or feeding off each other. And sooth the eyes giving forth a vibrant green color light that heals the body and soul. These same grasses can maintain a 1,000 pound horse with all the nutrients that animal needs. But that same animal will not partake of these weeds man uses for healing.

We would not have cancer, biting, stinging insects, viruses and invasive diseases these weeds are meant to cure or assist with, if we had not the consciousness of malice towards each other and the parasitic consciousness that draws life from one another instead of getting it from The Source of life.

We are not asked to love these invaders and destructive species of life. We are asked to love life free. There is a difference. Loving the ant that bites and the virus that lives off other cells does not mean that we have to allow it to remain trapped in this destruction form. It is a false, destructive creation and we must set the standards of life around us that we want, not just “live with” what life brings us. We have a right to our hallowed space where God’s perfection is set as the goal.

Our problem of weeds in our lawn started long before we got here. And that which was miscreated often takes a lot of energy to put right. What has been created that is not real, has no permanency in God and has no right of its own, and shall not prevail! I do not believe God is asking us to “put up with” that which is unreal because everyone else does or we are told to “just love it as all is of God.” The “right” of God is being abused on this planet. Where are those who will defend God’s right to be here on this planet, and His beauty and perfection to manifest in all parts of life?

In Yellowstone Park’s history, we see that a large majority of the animal life had no rights. The controlling species “humans” sought to take away the weaker species rights to be here on this planet. Although many of these animals were mighty in their own right, they were no match for humans and their greater power of reason. Unfortunately, their reasoning was disastrous to many parts of life. The mighty in the physical plane are not always the wiser or the right in God. Therefore, we must not look to the controlling, ruling, ever-invading life species as that which must be supported and allowed. The weaker are generally that which is the creation of God and that which needs more of God’s protection and Light.

Each year I have witnessed more invasive species of life trying to take over the space I have hallowed and blessed for God’s grasses. My heart hurts for God in this moment. Where are His people defending His rights, His perfect creations? Where are His people defending the innocent life that are too meek, too soft, too young or too pure to defend themselves? My grass lawn will not fight the invasive weeds. It’s vibration is that of peaceful co-existence with all that shares the same soil. In that peace, and that unwillingness to be aggressive and selfishly hog all the nutrients, it is rarely a match for the miscreations of man.

Where man has intervened and done harm, man must intervene and undo that harm. It is too late to let nature takes its course. We must assist nature to heal and return to her pristine beauty. We must start in our own hearts and make things right with God there first. Then we must make things right with all those we live with and all life around us. And we must continue to make things right in ever widening circles around us.

Wherever Kim and I have moved we have sought to bring beauty by planting trees, flowers and herbs. We have torn down and repaired the miscreations of walls creating boxes of manufactured houses that are often not ascetic, fit in with the environment or contribute to health and beauty. We always brought in more light to our homes physically, by opening up walls, enlarging windows and doors. We have never left a place we owned until we had returned some measure of beauty to that space, far beyond the investment we could ever expect to be returned in sale value. It was not for money that we created what we did. We did it for the love of God, Light, beauty, nature and the value we had returned to us in living and experiencing life in the kingdom of God we created around us.

Since we are all one, we must live as one realizing that everything we do affects other parts of life. Likewise, we carry a greater responsibility of always striving to make things right with God wherever and whenever possible—and even beyond the realm of possible. Right things that are seemingly impossible to right. Know no limitations to what an enlightened son or daughter of God can do to bring God here on earth and hallow His space. Be right with God through God's love, not the human love that is limiting, controlling and does not set one free to Be.

For me, I will continue to defend the right of the turf here in my yard. I will do what is necessary to support that which is good and to eliminate that which is detrimental to that which is good. I will hold the immaculate concept for our lawn being all that it can be in perfection. But I will not limit this work to just my turf, but to see all around me as hallowed space where God can manifest His perfection. And I will remind people whenever I can, that we can make a difference, no matter how insignificant we think we are. God through us is far more than just an insignificant human being, He is I AM THAT I AM Being through us—if we only believe and Be that which we know we can Be.

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