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A Findhorn garden miracle: love from the leeks

October 28, 2020 By Yuko Sato
Yuko Sato

The Original Garden has seen plenty of miracles in the past – and they’re still happening today. Yuko Sato has been enjoying some true Findhorn magic with foxgloves and leeks.

We’d already harvested leeks for the kitchen and left some plants aside for the beauty of their flowers, as they’d already started budding. It was early June when I had a conversation with Daniela, our Park Garden focaliser, just in front of the leek bed.

Daniela: ‘Have you sown any leek seeds yet?’

Me: ‘No, I forgot to buy seeds this year – I thought we had some left, but there aren’t any. So nothing’s been sown yet.’

Daniela: ‘I might have some seeds at home, I’ll bring them.’

As you can imagine, there are so many things to do in the garden in summer, and both of us forgot about leek seeds. A few weeks later, when Daniela came to Original Garden, we had the exact same conversation in front of the leeks. And again, after our conversation we forgot all about them.  

Baby leeks, instead of a flower

In the middle of July the leek buds started to open. Usually the flowers are like beautiful bulbs, similar to alliums. However, one was completely different. Instead of a flower there was a host of newly grown baby leeks! When I saw them, I felt a sense of wonder that they were indeed listening to our conversations and had helped us.

Even though I’ve been in Park Garden for a while, I have to admit there was a small part of me that felt sceptical about whether I could really contact plants. Only special people, like Dorothy Maclean, could be in contact with nature beings, not me! However, I realised my mind had created – and wanted to believe – this limitation. Rather, the plant kingdoms want to collaborate with us humans! They are there to help us. When I realised this I felt goosebumps and so much love from the garden.

In September, I divided these leek babies and put them in pots. They already had roots and again I felt a sense of awe. They were small, but they were already leek plants, without us sowing any seeds.

I’ve checked on several web pages about this phenomenon and found that leeks do occasionally create baby leeks on top of the plants, but it’s not common.

So while it’s not beyond the law of nature, it’s rare – and it happened in our garden after our conversation. 

This reminded me of the foxglove miracle we experienced at the end of May and early in June, which we made a Voices of Findhorn video about. ‘Terminal peloria’ foxgloves are beautiful floral mutations that occur spontaneously, but infrequently. What’s special is that the top (terminal) flower opens up wide to the front, and earlier than the other flowers, even though foxgloves usually flower from the bottom first. 

The best ones were in the CC kitchen compost area, but they’ve also appeared in the Original Garden, the herb garden, Legacy, all over! They’ve mostly been pink, with some whites. Why so many of them in the gardens this year? Two years ago we had just one pink ‘terminal peloria’ foxglove in front of the main sanctuary; besides that one plant, we haven’t seen them in the garden before.

Terminal peloria foxglove

Terminal peloria foxglove

The baby leeks flower is bottom right

The leeks starting to bud, with the baby leeks ‘flower’ at bottom right.

When I saw them, I felt encouraged by their posture and beauty. The phrase that came to my heart was: ‘Stand tall, look up, and be open.’

The autumn is deepening and the garden is slowing down now. In this challenging time of the pandemic I feel very grateful to be in the garden. I have to have social distance from my human friends, but not with the garden. But I miss the time before Covid. I miss having guests in the garden. I miss sharing time and creating our love in action together.

This is why I’ve written this. I want to share the love I experienced in the garden. There is so much love in the garden, so much love in nature, so much love around us. They are encouraging us and supporting us. We are not alone.


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