I was blessed to spend three sacred days with the gardens, the hummingbirds, the bees, and the ancient lucuma tree. As I entered the property, I was greeted with sweetness of the staff and a beautiful little hummer. As I walked, sat, and laid on the grounds and in the gardens, my spirit was super charged, my heart was opened, and my body renewed. I received many inspirational thoughts and insights for my life. Each flower, tree, shrub, rock, and insect helped me along the journey. The vibrant color and the peaceful nature were holding me and loving me as I learned to do the same for myself. I am so grateful for the beauty, the space, and the time to fully blossom and open to the unique and beautiful being I discovered in the Sacred Flower Gardens!

“Carol began by giving a tour of the Chakra Gardens during our first morning. I listened carefully and was intrigued. In the Sound Garden, as she was talking, I found that tears were streaming down my cheeks. The garden’s energy knew I needed help with a long-standing thyroid condition. I visited that garden every morning. During the first few visits, I was teary and overwhelmed. I sat quietly each day and was simply filled with peace.” She recently wrote, “I’m quite well and must say that between the garden experiences and Benito (Andean shaman), I have had no thyroid problem since the night he worked with me.”

“A long time ago, a shepherdess lost two little lambs. Searching everywhere, she called and called for them until she came to the cave of a wolf, who told her he had eaten them. Frightened and sad, she heard a field filled with clavels singing to her, ‘Please don’t be sad. The wolf must also eat. Everything is part of Pachamama’s process. You cannot judge others.’ When she reached home, she asked her father, a wise man, why the carnations had sung to her. He threw his coca leaves and said, ‘The vibrations of the clavel open the heart. The flowers were reminding you everyone must eat. People must not be selfish. When you judge, the heart gets sick. When you carry sorrow, you do not allow in love.’”