I still recall the very first packet of seeds i planted. They were Kentucky Wonder Pole beans. I planted them in an unlikely spot, along a small stretch of picket fence that divided our driveway from the neighbors, where my father was sure they’d never grow. There was a well-used [...]
Archive for December, 2007
Planting Seeds of Consciousness
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Flower Essences
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Lately i’ve been creating flower essences. Think Bach Remedies, only homemade with flowers growing in my backyard. Flower essences are liquid preparations that carry a distinct imprint of each flower. They’re a kind of vibrational medicine, easy to create and very safe to use. Flower essences are known to be highly effective but are not [...]
One of my favorite poems. . .
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I read this yesterday and immediately fell in love with it! Enjoy! pariah
For Love of the World
by Charlotte Tall Mountain
For the love of a tree, she went out on a limb
For the love of the sea, she rocked the boat
For the love of the earth, she dug deeper
For the love of community, she mended fences
For [...]
Thoughts On Subversion
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“Using one plant at a time is a subversive act, a reclaiming of simple health care.”
-Susun Weed
This summer i took my health into my own hands. And with these hands make my own medicine, work the rows between my vegetables, nourish and tend the food that in return nourishes me back to health. [...]
Whispering Wind
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in the darkeness that is night
the wind whispered in my ear
i rose dancing to it’s crisp crescendo
diminuendo dolce forte legato pianissimo presto
breathlessly wind as my guide
we arrived at our destination
awaiting us wanting eyes filled with questions
expectation longing yearning pleading cries
i know not what you long for
or what you need
my truth is not yours
yours is not [...]
