Showing posts with label wildness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wildness. Show all posts

Still sleeping

Winter is still in control. It's icy grip lays over the land, relinquishing nothing.  Not a trace of spruce tips- too early for that-  poplar buds frozen solid, with sticky resin inside that burns my tounge with its pungency and balsamic taste, it will be weeks before it is time to harvest that medicine- not even the hawthorn buds are swelling.





The ocean of snow, perfectly poised with precision- waves waiting to crash in on themselves when the skin kisses the vast expanse.  But for now- seeds lay sleeping far beneath the icy waves.





Hawthorn buds in waiting
I've been remiss in visiting my spiny hawthorn tree for the Tree Year in the fields below.  Crossing the ocean of snow is daunting.  She is still sleeping as well.  Wild cucumber and grape vines dangle lifelessly from her spiny arms, also waiting.  No sign of bird nor squirrel.  Just waves of snow 5 ft deep.


But the birches have birchkins...thats my word for catkins...because really they aren't cats, they are birches, and birchkins sounds more fun. 

birchkins 

 It is supposed to storm again this weekend, but could end up being rain, so instead of working today like I had planned ( had a list going even) I went outside. The first time in months it feels like.  It really did take about 30 min to get dressed and get the snowshoes on and get the dog ready, but it was almost warm in the 25 degree sunshine.  But the snow doesn't think so, nor do the poplar buds. 

So here we are, all the plants, and all the herb folk still locked in winters icy reign- still sleeping, still hibernating, still awaiting the kiss of the sun prince to wake us from the 100 day slumber.

Landing

 It has been about 3 weeks since I landed on these 100 acres in western Maine.  All the flaming red sumac leaves have fallen, and the winds that howl and usher in the winter wail all night long, racing clouds across the moonlit sky.  We arrived just in time to see the plants in their last glory before winter snows and frosts set in.  It has always been that the way I find myself home, in place, rooted to a landscape, has been through the plants- familiar trees, unique species, weedy friends growing abundantly, mysteries to discover.  I've been taking slow, rambling walks in various
 places on the land to get to the plants growing around me, and find the special places that call to me.  They are the perfect kind of slow, easy walks for my injured ankle, with lots of stops to check out a plant or say hello to a tree, or just sit and feel the crazy wind whip around in my hair.
     Landmarks are beginning to show up, and I'm finding that names for those places are popping into my mind without even thinking about it.  There is Faery Row- the long line of apple, cherry and hawthorn trees in the fields below the house, and Wood Hollow- the small patch of woods left untouched surrounded by acres of fields on all sides.  It is fascinating to observe the way the land is reclaiming itself, after a heavy logging in the not to distant past, and another livestock operation that stripped parts of the land around the house down to bare gravel.  So many young trees, and weedy medicines reclaiming the bare spots. It  does mean that there are few to none of the more sensitive and climax type woodland understory plants growing here.  But perhaps the unique oppurtunity to reintroduce native plants, and help in restoring the land as it reclaims itself.
    Just yesterday at dusk I discovered a huge old Mama Golden Birch, with two shining, leaning trunks, which I'm sure is the Mama for the numerous smaller birches living among the many small Elder shrubs in the boggy area in the woods behind the house.  And I was beside myself with joy to find many small elder shrubs all along the forest edges.  It was one of the plants I had hoped to plant here, to protect the land, and for medicine, but it seems that the Fae have already been at work here!  The plants I've already found on the land here include...                                    
Trees: Sumac, Golden Birch, White Birch, Northern White Cedar, Elm, Apple, Black Cherry, Hawthorne, White Pine, Maple, Balsam Poplar, Hemlock, Aspen, Alder, Oak, Elder.  The medicinal Plants:  Raspberry, Red clover, Dandelion, burdock, yellow dock, yarrow, goldenrod, pearly everlasting, st johns wort, Mullien, evening primrose, Grape, Cinquefoil, Rose, Milkweed, Blueberry, clematis, plantain, asparagus, blackberry, catnip, and alfalfa, coptis, mitchella, bunchberry dogwood.  
I can feel the winter closing in quickly as the last leaves fly through the air on the wind, and frost covers the grass each morning.  Each day I go out and give thanks to the land and forces that brought me here, and eagerly dream about next springs garden plans and to see who else might pop up in the warm season.

Nourishing the Wild Self: Part 4 -Wild Foods and Community


Eat Wild
"Once we have tasted wildness, we begin to hunger for a food long denied us, and the more we eat the more we will awaken." -- Stephen Harrod Buhner

An even deeper way of connecting with and nourishing your wild self is to consume wild food!  For millions of years humans have foraged and hunted everything they ate directly from the wild.  Eating from the wild requires even more consciousness and effort, and deepens our connections with the wild land, and our wild body and heart in a way that nothing else can.  Once you tap into the sources of wild food available to you, you become more aware of the fact that we are OF this EARTH, and she provides everything for us- air, water, food.    Eating from the wild season after season allows you to begin to see the larger patterns in ecosystem well-being, and fluctuations that are normal, or those which are the result of human interaction.  When you have this kind of relationship with the land you live on, weather it be an urban park, the edges of the community garden or the wild lands in the hills, you can become a caretaker and spokesperson for the well-being of that land, and the communities, human and non-human alike, that depend on it.  By seeing the wild plants, animals and places as a resource to be cared for, respected and used for food, you can prevent them from becoming parking lots, or shopping malls, or dog parks.  If you and your loved ones depend on those places and resources, you will want to defend and protect them.
 Eating wild makes you more self reliant and confident, as you become aware of what is available to you beyond what others provide.  Wild foods can include wild plants growing in abandoned lots, on the edges of farmers fields, wild berries, wild nuts and seeds, animals that are hunted for food, or fresh roadkill.  The benefits of tapping into wild food sources are many.  Plants grown on wild soils that haven’t been depleted by extended periods of agriculture are richer in nutrients, and wild animals eating the diet they evolved with, and moving about the landscape on a daily basis are healthier, happier and more nutrient rich.     
The very act of harvesting wild foods reconnects YOU with your wild self and wild body.  What does it feel like to lay stretched in a sandy river bottom picking up acorns for hours?  Do you notice how your senses sharpen, you notice every breath of wind, water tastes that much sweeter, you take in deep nourishment from the land and creatures around you, weather you see it that way or not.  Many studies have shown that time in nature improves peoples physical health, and emotional/spiritual health as well.  The wild self needs to be nourished in this way.  This goes for those who gather wild plants, and those who hunt animals for food.  Putting yourself face to face with the reality of what it means to live on this earth, and what “food” really is.  Food is far more than a plastic wrapped hamburger patty or salad in a plastic box.  Food is our relationship with the land, and a source of nourishment on multiple levels.   And how does it feel to your wild self to be able to provide sustenance and nourishment to your loved ones and community?  How does nourishing others nourish you? 
How can wild foods nourish our communities as well?  It is easy to imagine a community of women going out to gather the wild weeds, fruits, and nuts together, and returning to the community to process, store and prepare these foods.  This isn’t just an actitivy for tribes of old.  We modern humans need to nourish and strengthen our bonds to our communities, and community harvesting is a beautiful way to do that.  The same thing goes for hunting parties of men and women, and even children.  Entire families join in the hunting trip, getting out into wilder places, and can take part in the butchering and processing of any animal taken.  This kind of community work increases our sense of connection with our neighbors and friends, and our sense of interdependence.  We come to know who and how we can rely on in times of need.  People can come together to protect resources that serve the community. 
 
Food as Sacred
It is also wise for us to remember that our wild selves need to be connected with “the sacred.”  For some that means joining a religious community, others find it in private meditation.  But the sacrament of food is something many people have forgotten and should be brought back into our daily lives.
  Food brings people together- both to prepare it, and to eat it. Many family traditions revolve around special holiday meals, or traditional dishes.  The kinds of foods we eat are deeply connected with our social heritage and culture, and food is deeply rooted in our emotional sphere and limbic systems.  Eating food, no matter with whom, how we eat it or what we eat should be a sacred act.  The act of taking life- no matter how large or small, plant or animal, into our body to sustain us, requires deep responsibility, gratitude and presence.   Food is a sensual experience, and we should make an effort to fully take in all the nourishment that food provides- on that sacred level.  This means not watching TV while eating, paying attention to every bite, eating peacefully and joyously with others we share our meals with, giving gratitude to the creatures that gave themselves for our nourishment, and anyone else involved in the procurement of our food: farmers, workers, market vendors, hunters, gatherers etc.



No matter where your food comes from it should be eaten in the spirit of gratitude and peace.  If you feel guilty over what you are eating, or where it came from, and can’t eat without those feelings of remorse, it is time to rethink.  What is most nourishing to you?  What nourishes your community and your land base?  Are there ways you can obtain food that will fill you joy and gratitude?  Many people have chosen to refrain from eating certain foods for the guilt or environmental destruction it causes, but no longer nourish themselves completely.  It is a two way street, you both nourish your wild self deeply, and make choices which nourish the communities and land around you.  Choose to get your meat from a local rancher who treats his/her animals with love, respect and a good living.  Grow your tomatoes in a pot on your patio if you can’t get tomatoes that haven’t been raised with pesticides and slave labor.  Find or develop a community garden to allow your community to grow their own produce.  Harvest fruit from trees planted in your city that fall to the ground and rot otherwise.  Find a hunter who is willing to share his/her meat with you, or take you along and teach you to hunt your own.  Join a CSA or get to a farmer’s market.   Realize that every step you take, no matter how small it seems, to free yourself from the industrial food system that damages not only our environment, but our communities and our own personal health, serves to nourish the wild on many levels.  Find just one thing you can start doing today, or when you get home.  What will it take? Find ways to juggle your finances, or work together with others to make it easier to acquire good food.  Ride share to the farmers market each week, buy a grass fed cow and split it with your neighbors, grow a garden.  Realize that things can NOT go on the way they are in our culture- and we are responsible for making the changes happen we want to see in the world.

If you've enjoyed this series, please be aware that I gave this as a class at the 2010 Traditions in Western Herbalism Conference, and recordings will be available in the near future!  Check out this years conference! You won't want to miss it!  Traditions in Western Herbalism Sept 15- 18, 2011

Nourishing the Wild: Part 3- nourishing foods and local food

The human body is an amazing system that runs, heals itself and prospers when given all the right tools or nutrients to do so.  Many of our herbal therapies revolve around NOURISHING herbs like Nettles, oatstraw or rosehips.  The wild body is made up of all that you eat.  Shouldn’t the food we consume be firstly, nourishing?  The wild body needs NUTRIENT DENSE foods.  This excludes foods that have little nutrient content.  This includes processed foods, especially those which have to be fortified to have any nutrition.  White flours, sugars, sodas, chips, cakes, pastas.  I tend to think of industrial foods, foods which come in a fancy box or bag, and bear little or no resemblance to the original plant or animal from which it came.    Nutrient dense foods are whole, unmodified, and vital.  This includes fresh produce picked at peak ripeness (not artificially ripened with chemicals in shipment from two continents away), animal foods from healthy, free range, wild sources, nuts/seeds.

Modern vs Traditional Foods
  The work of people like Weston Pricehave brought to the forefront the fact that for much of history, and prehistory, the diet that humans ate served them well, and we were free of most chronic diseases (diabetes, cardiovascular diseases, cancers, autoimmune conditions).  These types of diseases are known as the diseases of civilization, and only showed up in societies after the introduction of widespread consumption of grains, and worsened dramatically with the introduction of modern processed foods and sugar.  Many traditional peoples living on their traditional diets into the early 1900’s suddenly were found to have “modern” diseases shortly after the introduction of these modern foods by colonizing societies.  Doctors who worked in colonies traced the appearance of these diseases.  The human species literally ‘grew up’ on foods that consisted of wild or pastured meats, seafood, eggs, nuts and seeds when available, wild fruits like berries and wild plant foods. 
Our modern food system has further decreased the nutrient content of our food by depleting the soil, and feeding animals inappropriately, and in both cases growing the ‘product’ in a way that is not in line with the needs of that organisms biology.  Soils that have been under cultivation for any extended period of time gradually get depleted of minerals, through uptake into the plants grown there.  Modern industrial agriculture only replenishes the soil with three nutrients (Nitrogen, Phosphorus, and Potassium), that are required for plants to survive, but neglect to replenish the soil with other minerals like magnesium, calcium or other trace elements.  This is including all the soil that runs off in irrigation ditches, or blows away as dust in drought years.  Thus- an apple is not what it was 100 or even 50 years ago.  The nutrient content has decreased by leaps and bounds.
Likewise animals raised for meat are confined and fed corn and soy (much of which has been genetically modified), which disrupts the delicate balance of gut flora, increases the incidence of e. coli, and completely changes the fat profile of the animal, favoring the production of Omega 6 fatty acids vs Omega 3 fatty acids, unlike their wild and grass-fed cousins.

So the wild body needs and desires nourishment- what precisely do we need to feed our wild body in the most optimal way? 

Minerals- minerals are abundant in plant foods like greens and fruits.  Grains and legumes tend to prevent the absorption of minerals unless fermented and sprouted.
Seafoods like kelp, oysters, etc are rich sources of many minerals, including the precious trace minerals that are no longer found in our agricultural soils.   Certain minerals are richer in animal foods like zinc and iron.

Healthy Fats- Contrary to what “modern’ knowledge has been telling us for the last 50 years, fat is an essential nutrient.  Fat phobia is rampant in all circles, but fat is not our foe.  Fat is a dense source of energy, rich in fat soluble vitamins that are hard to get otherwise in the diet, fat makes up our cell walls, 70% of our brain tissue, is the precursor for hormone synthesis.  Most commonly Americans are deficient in the Omega 3 fatty acids, which for much of history we got from eating wild, grass-fed animals and fish.  Modern meat production practices have virtually eliminated this from our food.  Eat wild fish and grass fed meat.  Many fat soluble vitamins (A, E, D) are deficient in folks who avoid healthy fats.

Vitamin D – Though present in small amounts in fatty animal foods like fish, liver, full fat dairy products and eggs, adequate vitamin D intake has most often come from our skins ability to make it when we are exposed to sunlight.  The wild human optimally spends time outside in the sun everyday.  To fully nourish your wild body – you need to get outside.  Go out and forage some wild foods, grow a garden, and take off the long sleeves and sunscreen for a little while. Make some Vitamin Sunshine D.  For many of us  who live in cold climates in winter, or who work inside all day, getting enough Vitamin D can be downright impossible.  Many practitioners of all walks (natural and allopathic) are beginning to see the importance of Vit D in all sorts of chronic ‘modern’ diseases, and recommending to their clients/patients to supplement with Vit D.  Range can vary between 2000 i.u. to 10,000 i.u. per day.  You can get your Vit D levels checked with a simple blood test (25(OH) vitamin D) and it should be somewhere between 50–80 ng/mL.  For most people this requires at least 4000 i.u. per day.  Nursing or pregnant mothers may need more, as do those with serious health issues (cancer, diabetes, autoimmune disease, osteoporosis etc).


Eating Local:
Eating locally is all the rage these days, for many reasons. The food tastes better, is more nutritious, supports local economies and puts us in contact with the people and the land producing our food.  In what ways does this nourish our communities and land bases? And how does it nourish our wild selves more deeply?
Food grown and produced locally is generally fresher, more nutritious, and most often grown in a sustainable way.  When you buy food from local farmers, markets and vendors you support the right livelihood of those people in your community.  You give these people who love the land, and who love what they do a chance to do just that, and a way of nourishing THEIR wild self. When supported by a community that values what they provide, and asks for what they want, these people can become important stewards of the land base which the community depends.  It becomes less about how much money, and growing more and more, and more about what is valued by the community, and how to sustain the land, and the community.


 When you support local growers/ranchers/farmers you can also ask them for what YOU want.  Knowing that they are supported by their community, they can respond and provide for what the community asks for.   
By sourcing your food locally you can also disengage from the industrial food system which is so damaging to the environment, local economies and our health.  Another important aspect of this disengagement from a very unsustainable industrial food system, is peak oil.  I don’t know when we will run out of oil, and if we’ll have developed an alternative energy source, but at the very least, the reduction in cheap oil availability is going to seriously impact how food is delivered.  No more oranges from Chile in December or lamb from New Zealand.  Wouldn’t it be nice to know that you and your family will still have access to nourishing food sources that are local if and when that happens?  And by engaging in the local food market you also strengthen your ties and relationships with the community, the community that you may be dependent on in an emergency, or when things go awry.

Places to get your local food include farmer’s markets, which are springing up all over the country, both urban and rural.  CSA’s (community supported agriculture) where your dollars go directly to the farmer to produce food for you over the season.  I’ve lived in many places, and have found that local ranchers and farmers often sell their products right at their home.  Ask around in the community- chances are someone knows someone who is selling their eggs, or raising their own grass fed bison.    Local co-ops often are full of local products as the local movement gains strength.  Make sure to ASK for it!

Of course, the most obvious way to eat locally is to grow your own food.  It is true that many of us live in apartments in the city with no garden space so to speak of.  Many urban areas have thriving community garden organizations that will rent you a small plot for a fraction of the cost it would be to buy that much organic produce at the market.  When I was a member of the community gardens I paid somewhere between $30- $200 for an entire season/year of garden space and water.  Add another $100 for seeds and plants and soil amendments.  You’ll pay for that in a month of buying produce at the market. In addition, community gardens have a unique mix of beginning and well seasoned experienced gardeners, who are all eager to help each other, and learn from each other.  Even if you’ve never gardened before, the community garden will have someone who can answer your questions.   Learning to feed yourself and your family from work and love you put into a seed and the earth is an incredibly nourishing experience for the wild self.  It provides freedom, confidence in yourself and deepening connection with the land and ecosystem you live in.  You become closer to understanding that plants are living beings no different than animals, and the finer nuances of what each individual plant needs, and where the water comes from, where the nutrients for the soil comes from, how often it is raining, and what the seasons are asking of you in tending your food garden.

Nourishing the Wild Self: Part 2 -What is True Nourishment?

What is true nourishment then?
What does it mean to nourish yourself? Beyond self?

Nourishment:
Etymology: Middle English nurishen, from Anglo-French nuriss-, stem of nurrir, norrir, from Latin nutrire to suckle, nourish; akin to Greek nan to flow, noteros damp, Sanskrit snauti it drips
Date: 14th century
1 : nurture, rear
2 : to promote the growth of
3 a : to furnish or sustain with nutriment

From Merriam-Webster dictionary online (www.merriam-webster.com)

Nourishment is that which sustains, promotes growth and nurtures and tends. Healthy and vital food nourishes our body. But we are not just a body, nor are we separate from the Earth which is nourishing us from her body. We must also nourish and tend our spirit, our hearts wild desires and needs, our families and communities, and in turn nourish and tend the Earth from which it all comes.

The Wild Self requires nourishment on all these levels to thrive and become vital. Thus one cannot eat food which nourishes the body on a purely biochemical level, and expect it to nourish ones spirit if it fills your heart with remorse, heartache, guilt or disgust. Likewise, does the food you purchase and feed to your family nourish your greater community? Does it provide livelihood, health and connection for the farmers and laborers who grew or harvested it? Does the farm or rancher from which the food you eat comes from tend and nourish their land with attention to the soil and the long term sustainability and well-being of the land.


Ask:
In those terms, when you hear the words, Eat Wild! what comes to mind?

How can we find ways to “eat wild” that nourish our bodies most deeply, nourish and tend our hearts and spirits connection to the wild Earth, and directly nourish and tend our communities, and the Earth/land on which we all depend- human and non-human alike?

I realize that some of these suggestions go against what the conventional knowledge of our culture tells us, and require extra expenditures of time, effort and/or money. Some of these suggestions will not be completely achievable by each and every person, but I urge you to find that wild place inside you, and feel deeply what calls most to you. What CAN you commit to in your life, where you live? What feels most urgent and insistent in your wild heart?

Nutrition
What nourishes our wild body most deeply?

Activity:
Tune into the place in your body where you feel your wild self. Now Take a moment and contemplate what the “wild body” is, looks like, feels like?

The ‘wild body’ isn’t about being perfectly svelte or in perfect health at all times. The wild body feels deeply, senses deeply, knows intuitively what it needs to be nourished. The wild body is able and vital, it is capable of performing the tasks which the wild heart insists upon, the wild body is challenged, and the wild body rests. The wild body is respected, appreciated and tended.
The wild body will tell you what it needs to be nourished, if you can learn to differentiate between cravings and true nourishment, and if you can move past the ‘shoulds’ and moral judgements about what is “good and bad” to eat.


Activty:
Tune in again to your wild self. Listen deeply- if you could have any one food at this moment, what does your wild body desire? Feel where in your body you sense that. Now, take a moment and think about your favorite craving, something you feel you might be a little addicted to, or something that is “bad for you” as deemed by culture/society . Where in your body do you feel that craving? Notice the difference between a craving, an addiction, a judgement from a culture that is not “wild.”

Use this as you go ahead in life to take a moment and feel in any situation what FEEDS and NOURISHES that wild place in your self, and what is coming from outside- either as judgement, moral, addicition or craving. It is important to differentiate between an unhealthy addictive craving or civilized judgement on what is good for you, and what your true wild nature KNOWS intuitively is good for you.

Nourishing the Wild Self: Part 1- What is the Wild Self?


Today, I’m not here to tell you what to eat, what is or isn’t right or healthy, but to encourage you to connect with your most wild, vital self- and discover what nourishes and feeds THAT self on the deepest most vital level.  Granted there are some basic nutritional parameters for a generally healthy functioning human body, which we’ll go over briefly, but lets explore deeper than macro and micronutrients, and find what truly NOURISHES the wild in you, and around you.


Ask:  What does the term Wild bring to mind? 
            What does it mean to “be wild?”


What is the Wild Self?

Wild: 1 a : living in a state of nature and not ordinarily tame or domesticated
b (1) : growing or produced without human aid or care 
c : of or relating to wild organisms
2 a : not inhabited or cultivated
3 a (1) : not subject to restraint or regulation :
(2) : emotionally overcome ; also : passionately eager or enthusiastic
c : going beyond normal or conventional bounds
d : indicative of strong passion, desire, or emotion
4 : uncivilized, barbaric
5 : characteristic of, appropriate to, or expressive of wilderness, wildlife, or a simple or uncivilized society
6 a : deviating from the intended or expected course

From Merriam-Webster dictionary online (www.merriam-webster.com)

For our purpose the WILD SELF is :  The self that is uninhibited, untamed, free from restraint and regulation, passionate and emotional, that goes beyond what conventional culture expects of us.


The wild self does not submit to “rules” about which diet or kind of food is “right” without question or thought.  The wild self knows instinctively what feels most nourishing, but has often been locked away, cajoled, coerced and silenced by a culture that imposes its rules of what is right for our bodies and our lifestyles.

How many of us find ourselves deviating from the “normal” diet, the normal “work”- feeling that something is amiss with the expectations set before us?  Do you fight internally or externally against what is expected of you?  Against rules that were ingrained since childhood? 

Activity:  
For a moment, I want you to recall a moment in your life when you felt most alive, awake, and in touch with your hearts wildest callings and emotions.  This could be a moment of passion, fear, righteous anger, or peace/bliss.  Perhaps it comes strongest while sitting alone in the woods, while defending someone you love, when following your passion for making music or gathering plants, or while swimming naked in wild water.  Find the place in your body where you feel this wildness emerges.  Somewhere between your sex and your heart?  Feel that place in yourself.  Feel your wild self and its urgings.

Ask:  Where do you feel that?  What feelings do you experience?

  Remember and feel this place when you begin to explore what your wild self needs to be nourished.


The Wild is also our wild, living planet that endlessly and graciously provides for us- air to breathe, sunlight to warm us, cool waters to drink, plants that grow for food, medicine and materials for creation, animals for food and inspiration, the list goes on.  We are not separate from this wildness of the earth. 
Our culture insists that we are; and goes to great lengths to make us believe that we are separate from Earth- that our food only comes from markets and factories, that our work must be done inside buildings in front of computers for a paycheck each week, that our families must fit into a traditional man, woman and child structure.  But the earth has provided for human kind, animal kind, and all of living creations long before our culture came to impose its rules.  We too knew where to find food from the wild earth, our lifestyles used to provide days of leisure time each week (after hunting or gathering enough food to eat), which we used to create, share, relate with our communities and families.  A community which includes the land on which we live. 

 Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more  value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add one cubit to his span of life? 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin; 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you,   Matthew 6:26-30



It is so that what nourishes our wild self: body, mind and heart also nourishes the wild earth, as we are not separate from it.  And what nourishes the wild earth, nourishes us.  A land ravaged by chemical fertilizers, pesticides, monocrops and factory farms with unhealthy animals crammed together suffering and creating waste is certainly not nourishing the Earth.  How can this model nourish us then?  It can provide calories, and fill an empty belly certainly.  But is that true nourishment?  Does it feed your body with vitality from the lifeforce of what you have eaten, both plant and animal?  Does it fulfill your bodies nutritional needs completely? Does it create health? Does it make your heart sing with joy and gratitude? Does it provide for your community economically? Does it respect and protect the wildness of the Earth that provides for all her creatures, not just human kind?  The answer to these questions is inevitably NO.

love

I am in love with the world today-
the perfect beauty etched in stone and cloud and shadow.
The sun after rain, and the clouds interrupting with their dance
across the blue bowl of sky.

I am in love with the world today-
chiaroscuro of rain and warm sun.

Blessed rain that washes over us all- like tears,
releasing the pain, the greiving,
letting go of what is passed, washing away what is old.

And the ever generous sun- returning always
to give life to sleeping seeds,
buried deep in the heart,
in earth.

I am in love with the world today-
filled with the deepest sadness and most ecstatic bliss
in the space between each breath.

The wildness of my soul aches
for days like today
everything so clear, so intense
in the contrast between love and heartache.

The beauty of this world so intense, almost too much to hold within myself.

Make New Friends.....

It's been 4 months since I arrived in New England, spring has sprung and summer is almost upon us. I thought I would reflect a little bit on some of the new plant friends I have met in the time I've been here....as an herbalist transplanted from the hot, dry Southwest, the lush, moist greenery of New England has been a deep drink of sustenence. Of course, as the song goes...make new friends, but keep the old..one is silver and the other gold....my golden oldies from the Southwest are still some of my favorite plant allies that I wouldn't want to be without...precious anemone tuberosa, who I was able to get from generous herbalists in Tucson, Tagetes lemmonii (marigold) euphoric and antiiflamatory healer, and the always useful and fragrant larrea tridentata.

But in my efforts to remain a bioregional and wildcrafting herbalist, I will remain most closely dependent and allied with the plants of my new bioregion....
here are some of my new friends
Betula lenta (black birch) and betula allegehenensis (yellow birch) sweet stimulating, relaxing, tonic root beer tree


Hammemelis virginiana (witch hazel) astringent, refreshing tonic for skin and mucous tissues

Rosa multiflora (multiflowered rose) sweet, fragrant sister to rosa rugosa, and soothing to my rose deprived heart

panax trifolius (dwarf gingseng) magical little friend to american ginseng, who greeted me by suprise this spring


Lady's Slipper Orchid who broke my heart open and brought me to my knees with tears in the forest with her tender beauty and emanating love.

On wildcrafting- the Art of Reconnection




Last fall, I was sitting at a table at our local Green Fair, talking to people about the Sweet Medicine Center, and my work as an herbalist. I happened to be cracking acorns I had collected, roasted and planned to turn into delicious treats for the Open House at the Sweet Medicine Center. Most people approached with genuine interest and friendliness, eager to hear about what I planned to make with these treasures, and what the practition

ers and I had to offer. Many of the young native or Mexican children immediately recognized the nuts I was cracking, saying “bellotas” and asking what I planned to do with them, and tell me how their grandmothers would make bellota soup. At one point I was approached by a woman who began asking questions of me, which escalated into somewhat antagonistic jabs. When I began explaining about how I had spent hours collecting the acorns over several weeks, she began saying to me I had no right to be taking things from the forest, that I was stealing from the trees and the animals, and how could I be so selfish. I tried to explain my wildcrafting ethics to the woman, how I most assuredly collected my bounty with conscious awareness of the plants and animals around me. But this lady had it in her head otherwise, a

nd I gave up explaining.

It is difficult to explain the hours of time spent crouched in the warm sun, lying in the sand, gathering a single acorn at a time by hand, how I felt the trees alive around me, the small animals scurrying around me collecting their own stash of nuts for the cool season, to someone who doesn’t see it that way. I do understand that if everyone also decided to wildcraft, many plants would be stripped bare by over harvesting, and thus laws are enacted to prevent people from “taking” from the earth.

While I understand the idea behind the protection of natural resources, I also feel deeply how these types of ideas and laws have created a disconnect between humans, the earth, and the resources and gifts that Gaia has graciously bestowed. Humans have become increasingly alienated from the natural world, because we no longer understand, in our bones, and our daily sustenance how deeply we are dependent on the earth. Food comes from grocery stores, or if we are fortunate, local organic farms and ranchers, but very few people come in contact with the actual procurement and production of the food that passes through their mouth. Naturally, gardening in the home becomes a way for us to reconnect with our food and the earth, but it is lacking something that the wild foods and animals can teach us, ju

st by their presence, and making ourselves open to it.

As an herbalist I have primarily been a wildcrafter. I do grow some of my medicinal herbs and much of my food in my garden, but there has always been something in the call of the wild places that speaks to my wildest heart. I go to the plants for teaching, for healing, and for medicine. Many people ask why I go to so much effort to wildcraft much of my medicine and a significant portion of food, when it could easily be grown in a garden? I respond, the wild things have a special teaching for us, in this age of disconnect and alienation from nature, that we are still so dependent upon.

The wild plants I go to for medicine and food are tough creatures, they endure the harshest extremes of weather, water scarcity, bugs, fire, and climate change, and yet they persist. They are rich and resilient in the face of challenge. Those wild plants have a strength from which we can both learn from and benefit from medicinally or nutritionally. Plants grown in wild soils that are rich in nutrients are almost always more nutritionally dense than their cultivated counterparts grown in depleted agricultural soils, they endure the extremes and develop compounds that are strong and medicinal in order to resist such challenges. And that is just the beginning of the benefits of using wild plants for food and medicine, but there is more.


Contrary to that woman’s belief about harvesting from the wild, wildcrafting both food and medicine brings me in closer contact with the ever changing environment on which I live and depend, it fosters an intimacy with both the creatures in the environment and the needs of that environment. My regular forays to certain spots through all the seasons teaches me about the cycles which our landscape moves through, I become aware of small changes that might go unnoticed by untrained eyes, but can mean significant environmental changes. I notice when a particular plant population is growing, expanding and becoming ever healthier, or likewise, when a plant population is retreating, getting smaller or moving. In noting these changes I can act responsibly as an herbalist, wildcrafter and inhabitant of the land, by sowing seeds, refraining from harvesting, or encouraging growth and expansion. I notice the years in which little rain fell, and familiar plants are sparse or not present at all. I have seen chaparral bushes brown and drop leaves, and prickly pear turn red and shrivel in response to a particularly long winter drought, and I have seen washes flood in the overabundance of summer rain, ripping out trees by the roots, exposing new rocks and covering over embankments with fresh silt and sand, thus changing the landscape permanently, and influencing the subsequent growth of plants in that area. When I am wildcrafting I notice which animals are also harvesting from the plants, and work in concert, always aware enough to leave more than plenty for the other inhabitants of the landscape, including the soils which take in discarded leaf litter and plant stalks and transform it into mineral rich humus for the next seasons growth of plants. I very rarely wildcraft for the sake of taking plants home solely for medicine or food. I wildcraft for the sake of experiencing the plants in their wild home, for the sake of becoming intimate with the changing moods and needs of my landscape, for the sake of reconnecting myself deeply with the earth, which provides everything I am dependent on, and for the sake of falling in love each day with the stark beauty of this land of extremes and contrasts; of drought and fire, of rain and rushing waters, of tropical vines and giant cactus, of riparian bosques and mountain pine forests.

Lessons from the Canyon

Well I'm back folks! It was an amazing, beautiful month away, ensconsed at the Anima Center deep in the Gila Wilderness in NM. I spent many an afternoon floating in the beaver ponds, cooking magical food with Loba in her loving kitchen, singing to the night winds, sleeping under the stars, and gathering food and medicine plants galore.

It was a much needed respite from the civilized and busy world, being alone in the woods makes so many things clearer, it gives perspective and time to explore the dusty corners of ones mind and heart.

I'm not sure I could recount every meaningful moment or lesson learned, or heartfelt insight that I was gifted with while being held by the powerful canyon where the Anima Center resides, but there were many.

I remembered what it felt like to open up and SING! So many years and tears I shed because of the fear of opening up my mouth and saying what I felt, singing the songs in my heart, and letting that vulnerable place in me be seen, and heard by all who cared to listen. I spent many mornings singing as the sun rose over the cliffs, feeling so deeply my heart, my grief and my gratitude.

All mornings rise, all mornings rise
I give thanks to all mornings rise
each day a new beginning,
all mornings rise, all mornings rise.

As night fell, and the stars winked on in the velvety black, I sang again, feeling the songs of the night within me, and singing them out to the birds, and the crickets, the gurgling river and shining moon. It is amazing that we are able to forget the sterling brightness of the full moon when it is dulled by the city lights, or that uncountable multitude of stars that bejewel our nighttime skies, the Milky Way spinning across the night.

I chopped wood with a heavy maul to fuel the woodstove on which Loba cooked, and found immense satisfaction in the thwack and crack of a log splitting under the rhythm of the ax falling. It wasn't always easy, there were days when I couldn't split a log asunder no matter how I tried, but as my arms strengthened, and my confidence, and with the help of someone a bit stronger and more experienced than me, I came to enjoy the task of splitting wood in the shade of a juniper tree in the mid morning.

I canned peaches, plums and wild meat, gathered bagfuls of wild grape leaves to pickle, oodles of acorns to be roasted, armloads of fragrant pungent poleo mint, and started a fire in the rain, and then successfully grilled steaks to perfection for a feast of wild and wonderful foods, spilling off our plates in abundance.

I learned to skin, gut and cook snake (Yes, I actually did, and it tastes absolutely yummy!)

I got stung by a hairy catterpillar and a fresh alder leaf poultice took the awful sting right out!

I danced in the rain, and got soaking wet hauling water from rain barrel to rain storage, ever grateful for the abundant supply of sweet, pure rainwater to drink.

I didn't run into any (live) rattlesnakes until the last day, when I was busy in my head, walking quickly, unaware, the insistent rattle and hiss of a coiled snake quickly brought me back to my body and awareness of my surroundings.

The silky softness of river water on my skin as I floated in the sun soothed a hot and sweaty back, and wind in the cottonwoods sang to me as I relished the respite.

I found that evening primrose infusion, simple and gentle, is one of the few herbs that really make a difference in my monthly menstrual cramps. Not very many things offer me much relief on the first day, other than adherence to a strict gluten free diet, and a regular regimen of mangesium, fish oil and Vit B6, and to find such a gentle, abundant and unobtrusive remedy to be so effective was such a blessing.

I am eternally grateful for the gifts of the Canyon at the Anima center, both the physical and the internal gifts of clarity, self awareness, confidence and knowing deeper what I want my life to be.

Now, back in the city, I caught a pint of rainwater to drink during last nights storm, taking each sip with gratitude for its sweetness, and I'm busy catching up with friends, clients and e mails, finishing up the processing of herbs and foods gathered while I was in NM. I've been roasting and cracking acorns, stripping leaves off the rose and primrose, drying fuzzy mullein leaves, storing wild mint and monarda in jars, and planning how to cook the gifts of wild meats, dried lambsquarters, beans, and other treats I was given by sweet, giving Loba as I left.

I am ever so grateful for my time away, with no one calling, no one to tell me how to fill my time and more appreciative now of my blessed home, full of love, friendship, and comfort, and hot running water!

I can't emphazise enough how much I encourage each and every one of you to get yourself to the Anima Center at some point to experience the gifts and lessons it has to offer. They offer numerous retreats and events throughout the summer months, and always offer internships, retreats and lessons via correspondence all year long. Get the hence my friends, and you too shall be filled with gifts such as these.

Off to the woods!

Well friends, I'm off to the woods! I'll be without phone or computer for well over a month, swimming in a wild river, eating wild foods, roaming around loving on plants, digging deep into the depths of my heart and soul and hopefully will come out on the other end rejuvenated and with renewed clarity of my vision for my life and purpose.

This is where I'll be, one of my favorite places on earth. The Anima Center offers personal retreats, studentships, correspondence courses, internships and apprenticeships, quests and annual women's and rewilding events. I hope that if you ever get the chance to visit them or take part in the events that you will. They are well worth the effort, committment and intensity.


I'll see you all here in September! Thanks for reading! In the meantime, check out Kiva Roses blog and the Anima Blog for news about what's new at the Anima Center and about herbalism and healing.

More summer plant love


Here's a beautiful Garrya (Silk Tassel) in flower. I've never seen one actually flowering before! What a treat. Must be all the rain we've been getting!









And the grapes, oh the grapes! Nowhere near ripe, and I'll probably be away in NM when they are ripe, so the birds will get these, but the vines are heavy with fruit this year! Beautiful blessing of summer moisture!



Here's a sweet heaven scented agave flower stalk that beckoned from afar and asked me to hike up a steep hill to visit.












A flowering wild geranium!










And flowering dogbane! Apocynum spp.





Calling all medicine women, herbalists, and healers


For any woman who is called to the healing path, herbalism, other healing modalities, here's the Anima event for you. The Medicine Woman gathering is a week filled with the magic of the plants, and techniques and practices for enhancing your medicine woman within. The monsoons will be in full swing, the river full and the medicine plants a bloom. Looking forward to seeing you there!
Anyone in Tucson wanting to go and carpool, contact me. I'd like to carpool!

The Energy of Movement and Asking for what you need

I am so blessed. I'm packing up my bags for a trip to the Anima center for the Shaman's Path gathering. Over and over since I've arrived home, I've asked for assistance in many ways and everything I need has come my way. I just wanted to say a heartfelt thank you to those who purchased salves from me this week. You've made my trip to NM a reality, (which is a HUGE thing, as I'm in great personal need of reconnection and sacred healing time in a place of power and love) I'm able to eat, and it has renewed my faith that I can make a living doing what I love. Ask and ye shall recieve, so it goes. I have a vision of health and wholeness and connection to the Earth , and thank you for supporting it in all the ways you have all done in the last month.

Life is beautiful and sweet, full of challenge and growth. Thank you for letting me be challenged and helping me grow into a braver, wilder spirit free of the shackles we like to imagine are keeping us down.

I'll be back after the fourth of July holiday, ready and waiting for clients, herb walk participants and more.

Shaman's Path Gathering July 3-6


My good friends and mentors and teachers are hosting another fabulous event at the Anima Center, and I just want to make sure you all know about it. It isn't too late to join us! I'll be there, and it promises to be extremely powerful and enriching!

The Rhythm of Desert Summer

Well I've been back in the desert about two weeks now. I knew it would be hot when I got here, and sure enough it is. It's easy to blister bare feet on the cement in the middle of the day, laundry dries outside in less than an hour.

Honestly, I think I'm actually enjoying the heat. There's a certain special energy to the summer in the desert. The songs of cicadas are louder and stronger every day, as the summer rains draw ever closer. Crepuscular bird song awakens me to blue skies and morning freshness, which evolves into lazy afternoons, rich with the smell of baking earth and chaparral resin.

After a year and a half of constant busy-ness, running off to school and work, leaving little time to savor a cup of tea in the morning, I've been positively relishing and soaking in the slower and lazier rhythm of summer. I fall asleep when I'm tired around 10 pm, sleep my fill and awaken naturally after 9 or 10 hours, smiling at the bright sunshine filtering into my rooms. I fix myself a cup of tea before my sweetie wakes, sip it slowly and quietly on the floor surrounded by herbs and books. Then I light some incense or smudge, lay out my yoga mat and do some gentle yoga stretches, or more vigourous sun salutations to get the blood flowing. I work up a bit of a sweat in the warmth, and then head to the bathroom for a cold, invigorating shower, window thrown wide open, fresh air and sunshine and cold water combining on my skin. It's just about as good as a naked dunk into a fresh, cold river with sunshine and wind ( well as good as it gets in a shower indoors, anyway.) I push the water off my skin with my hands and then rub myself all over with a fragrant cooling oil. Coconut oil is especially good when the weather is hot, as it is a cooling oil, the addition of rose, ylang ylang or peppermint cools and soothes the pitta dosha which can easily swing out of balance in the heat of the summer.

After I bathe, I go to my sweet yellow little kitchen with a gas stove and a clean and organized fridge full of fresh, nourishing foods, and prepare myself breakfast. Eggs dressed with homemade mayonnaise and green chile relish from my dear friends at the Anima Center, spiced brown rice or turmeric laced mung dal ( which is the perfect bean for summer heat, it is cooling, easy to digest and detoxifying to the body), and a bowl of sauteed greens or zuchinni subji, cooked with cooling coriander and cumin.

Around this time my sweetie emerges from the bedroom, and does his yoga practice as I tidy up the kitchen, put away the dishes from the previous wash. After he showers and prepares we head to the local coffee shop to attend to our online business, answering e mails, finding jobs and clients, and working on my articles and business plan.

Evenings are relaxed, either at home preparing a simple dinner, or visiting friends which we haven't seen in over a year. It's been wonderful, I run into someone I know almost every day, regardless of planning to or not. We've been making connections with new people almost as frequently, finding that Yes, Indeed, the desert of Southern Arizona has a special magic about it. The pace is slower, some would call it dumpy, lazy and boring, but the people are friendly, open and energy flows freely, in whichever direction you so choose to direct it.

I think the reason I haven't found a PT job yet, is that I really don't WANT a PT job. I haven't put it out the universe that I want to do something meaningless for someone else. I want and need to focus my energy and drive towards creating a place for me to practice herbalism and nutrition, finding clients, giving herb walks, classes and on nourishing myself and my own personal growth. The last year and half was full of outward activity, with little energy left to direct on personal growth and healing.
I feel the lazy energy of summer as a focus inward. It seems counter intuitive since usually summer is the busy time of the year, but here in the desert, the unique environmental rhythm requires you to adjust. The heat makes you lazy, it makes you want to lie around and relax. Too much movement makes you sweat and overheat. Before the rains come to the desert, the environment is almost in a state of dormancy, but there is an expectancy in the air, especially as the time for rain draws nearer. Spring bloom has long since passsed, and there are many dried and withered plants waiting for rain. June is the hottest and driest time of the year here, and almost like in winter, creatures retreat to the shade of burrows and rocks, and emerge after dusk to do their hunting.
So likewise, my energy, not quite dormant, but resting and building within in expectation of the bursting forth of a second flush of fertility and growth and change when the monsoons blow in. Every year that I lived in the desert here, summer, especially late summer, coinciding with violent monsoon weather, has been a time of fierce transformation. It has required me to let go of and destroy some aspects of my life, like the rains, winds and lightning wash away and destroy parts of the environment ripe for change, in order to allow the fruiting and harvest of that which truly matters and benefits me. In summer, I've lost jobs, I've lost relationships, I've changed homes and more. I learned so much in the last year and a half away from this desert home, and I feel this time is a time of incorporating what I've learned, finding ways to fit it into my previous way of being an herbalist/healer, and then shedding the chrysalis, letting go of the aspects of myself and what I've accumulated over the last year and a half that do not or will not serve well in this next phase.
A personal retreat in August at the Anima Center will further this process, demanding awareness and effort, feeling deeply myself and my calling, and forcing me to grow and let go. This summer too promises to be full of transformation, both destruction and new growth. For now, I'm living and breathing and trying to be fully in each moment without fear of what tomorrow brings, despite the lack of money or a steady wage slavery, enjoying the heat, sipping my iced tea, and cooking something delicious for my friends at this evenings social event.

Wise words on food

In this wonderful world of blogging I've come accross a lot of wonderful blogs written by very wise and wonderful herbalist, wild women, chefs and more. I just read this post at Weed Dance Farm blog, by the lovely Shawna. It speaks to the ever present questions we should all ask when we eat....
Please pay her a visit and enjoy her wisdom!

Wild Women's Gathering

I'll add another shameless plug for my friends and mentors at the Anima Center in the Gila of Enchanted New Mexico. The annual Wild Women's Gathering is next month, and I encourage any woman to attend for a magical , bliss-filled, healing, empowering week.
Here's a little tid bit for you from Loba. http://animacenter.org/blog/?p=118

And here's my own little tidbit!

Spontaneous celebratory song- it really blew my mind, and touched my heart, and spoke to my soul, the way we came together, several times, to make song. Just starting with a simple drumbeat, gentle toning- and we made music! I sensed, in myself, and from the other sisters, that we were touching a very primal, ancient place within us. That place that feels the rhythms of the world, the heartbeat of the earth, the music in the sound of the wind, in the presence of a grandmother tree, and the rhythm that unites us all. As sisters we have the power to hear and call forth those ancient rhythms that connect us all, to each other, and the earth around us. I felt the “Tribe” as we hollered, shouted, sighed, sang, letting ancient and long repressed sounds release from our bodies and lungs. I have never sung with such abandon, relishing the sound of the yelps and howls coming from my lips, and from everyone else’s!!!

The rhythm of the drums induced a mild trance state, for me, and I felt more in touch with my INNER beingness, and with the ONENESS of the earth than I ever have. Energy flowed through me, from the sun, the earth, the wind, the sisters, the ancestors. When we sang to the wind I felt her cool breath blowing gratefully. I felt the ancient heartbeat of that Grandmother Tree under which we gathered. Oh the honor to be able to feel such a connection, with HER, and with my sisters. Each one free from restraints, self-consciousness, or fears. We were purely ourselves, vessels of energy and passion, manifesting in such unique and beautiful ways, drummers, dancers, singers and fiddlers! I am so grateful for that gift that we shared, that you all gave to me. How many long years have I held that sweet and powerful voice inside? Afraid to be heard, afraid of being not “good enough”, and perhaps even a little afraid of the release and power I knew it could produce. I’ve tried before, with friends and loved ones, to sing, to let that voice free, and ended up in tears. Feeling I wasn’t doing it “right”, or just feeling guilty that I had ignored and buried this gift for so many years.

There was no “wrong” way or guilt in our miraculous songs. Harmony, discordance, rhythm, silence, cracks and smoothness…they were all full of so much heart, so much integrity, so much intention, intuitive, present, and authentic self.

By the light of a single candle in the dark, beneath a sacred and ancient tree, the primal tribe of sisters; women of power, and women of intention; came together, to invoke their own power and authenticity, and reach out and feel their connection to each other, and to the sacred earth.

I am so grateful for this gift given me by my sisters, and the great Mother, to revive my gift of song, fully, powerfully, and intentionally! Thank you!

Summer Herbal and Rewilding Events


In a magical canyon in the Gila Wilderness I've shared healing sweat lodges, wilderness quests, firelit drum circles and chocolate tantra. Here's a list of the summer events at the Anima Center, one of my personal places of healing and empowerment. I'd like to extend the invitation on the behalf of Kiva Rose at the Anima Center to join them for the powerful experiences available to dedicated and willing seekers.

I've attended many of the events over the years and would be more than happy to share personal experiences with anyone who might have questions.

I HIGHLY encourage everyone to take advantage of the offerings at the Anima Center.
Darcey



We invite and welcome your participation in any of the following workshops and gatherings, held in a magnificent river canyon and ancient place of power, deep in the mountains of the enchanted Southwest… 5 hrs. from the Tucson airport, or 4.5 hrs. south of Albuquerque.



Anima Wilderness Learning Center & Medicine Woman Tradition
SUMMER EVENTS
(by donation)
May 22-27: The Wild Women’s Gathering
A six day event for women only, with a focus on primitive camping, interaction with the natural world and personal rewilding: learning to trust our senses, instincts and needs – and to heed our callings and live our dreams regardless of constraints, norms, fears and habits.

June 12-17: The Woman Spirit Gathering
Another six day women’s event, a memory-making celebration of the spirit of womanhood, dedicated to self nourishment, sisterly sharing and sweet savoring – with inspiring teaching circles, wonderful outdoor feasts, swimming, singing and riverside dancing!

July 3-6: The Shaman’s Path Intensive
For men as well as women, a four day long workshop imparting insights and techniques for heightening awareness, connecting with inspirited nature, exploring alternate realities, instigating ecstatic states, developing our powers to affect events, and defining and fulfilling our individual most-meaningful purpose.

Aug 1-6: The Medicine Woman Gathering
Six days of presentations and discussions, plant walks and medicine making – for women who feel called to a healer’s life of intense awareness and personal responsibility. The Medicine Woman Tradition defines healing as contributing to wholeness and balance… of our selves, of others, and of the living world we are a part of.

Aug 29 -Sep 1: The Wild Foods Weekend
Four days of learning to identify, gather, preserve and deliciously prepare a wide number of the wild native foods of the mountainous West and Southwest – increasing observation skills, self confidence and our ability to survive, while helping us connect deeper to the natural world and cycles of life that we are each a natural part of.




If you can forward this announcement to your email lists, it would be greatly appreciated. For more information, or for Registration forms you can download, please go to the Anima Events page at:

http://animacenter.org/events.html

Anima Center also offers Retreats with meals in riverside cabins, Vision Quests, personal Counsel, resident Internships and Apprenticeships, and empowering Correspondence Courses including the Way Of Heart, Shaman and Medicine Woman paths. There is no set charge for any of the various opportunities, services, courses and events… only a suggested, sliding scale donation.

Fickle spring

Just last week I was feeling spring in the air. All the buds on the cottonwoods are swelling and oozing golden resin. I harvested a pint of buds from a willing tree and some of the freshly fallen branchlets on the ground and poured warm olive oil over them to make a lovely infused poplar bud oil for sore muscles, burns or aromatic chest rubs. Plants are poking little leaves up through the leaves and old growth of last year.

Yesterday it was near 70 degrees and we went hiking in the foothills. No new growth on the plants up there yet, but a much needed respite and foray into the more wild lands. I could feel that energy filling me up as I walked. I felt like an empty water vessel and the energy of the trees, the rocks, the sun pouring into me, renewing, replenishing that which winter and too much time inside working has depleted.


But alas, spring is a tease, after a beautiful breezy sun filled day, the Rocky Peaks are again under snow. We have about an inch on the ground (not too much) but it's below freezing temperatures again. I've been told that March is the snowiest month in the Front Range area. But I can feel spring just around the bend. My energy levels are changing, my dietary choices are different, and I'm ready for MOVEMENT and CHANGE.

A new home and a new life awaits for creation this summer, and I'm anxious to get started. But until then I have a thesis to research and write, clients to see and spring to see flower.