I begin my day thinking of wood, chopped wood, delivered to my house for winter fires in the fireplace. I think of candle lit evenings, roaring fire in the fireplace, soups and chili’s and home-made breads. Cobblers and home-made ice cream, doggies on my lap. Beautiful colors of fall … and hopes that next spring will rebirth a growth that will not die straight away due to poisoning of the skies and planet.
I really love it here, I wish I could stay forever. I would like the children, and their children, to experience the love for this planet that I have had opportunity to grow. My hope is that some day they will be able to drink from the rivers … ice melt … there is nothing sweeter.
It is important that citizens take action to ensure this happens. What actions, I do not know … however there are many who are moving toward cleaning up this planet. If all we have to offer is a voice, then let it be heard to raise awareness of those who poison the earth, sky and waters. If we have opportunity to take it further, let that be done as well.
Holistic medicines need to have their place in the world, being too dependent on others for our own health … is not healthy. Listen to your body, it speaks.
I plan on coming back once this life is finished … I would like there to be something to come back to ~ something beautiful, fresh, and clean. I would like to learn from those who take plant medicine seriously, and our connection to the earth as sacred.
May it slow down … may it purge the false … lab created medicines and foods … let our hearts and minds burst open and know who we are, and the sacred bond we have with each other, and all life.