"How do you know to do that?"  I poked at her leaves Silence. "I mean, how and when to fold your leaves like that" I gingerly jabbed at the leaves again Who talks to a plant, right? Although walking this treacherous road has almost had me questioning my sanity, especially at those earlier stages, I still know I am not crazy. Moreso, I have been a soliloquist for as far back as I could recall therefore sitting on my yoga mat and talking to this Maranta plant was not a big deal in my books. I had finally roused myself from a