Do you believe in magic? I do. Does the Universe send us messages? Constantly. Did I expect to get a communiqué from my garden? Never. And that’s what makes me grin from ear to ear as I write this post. Never did I get such a wonderful and unexpected message before!
I belong to a community garden and had three plots this year, which worked out great, because I also started the time-honored art of canning. The ten tomato plants in the end plots would give me plenty of ‘maters to put up in jars when they started turning red and juicy. In the middle plot, I had planted a few rows of Italian beans, right next to my cucumbers, and in front of the towering sunflowers. After weeding, I grabbed a large handful of beans and stuffed them in my bag to take home for dinner. There’s nothing like grow-your-own vegetables right from the garden.
The beans were getting rinsed inside of an old metal colander sitting in my sink, when I discovered the magic bean. On the flat side of the 5-inch bean was a heart that a hungry insect had nibbled out perfectly. I gasped. It just so happened that these beans grew directly over my wishing hole. Every year I write out my wishes and bury them in my garden before I plant. This year I asked for a lot of help with my entrepreneurial goals that I decided to go for in earnest after getting laid off from my job of 13 years.
I believe it was a sign that the Universe/God/my Higher Self had my back. You just can’t make this stuff up folks! And it’s true, things are working out better than I had expected. Yes, I am working hard and I have to be frugal, but offers and clients are coming in, as well as financial support, and often in unexpected ways.
I placed the bean (now shriveled up) on my altar. It reminds me of Jack and the Beanstalk with his magic beans and his goose with the Golden Egg. Perhaps this is just the beginning of my own quest that will lead to a Golden Egg of my own? Only time will tell, but at the very least, I have a magic bean.