Union With The Beloved The Mystical Experience in Nature A few years ago while teaching a plant medicine retreat in Costa Rica, I had the most mystical experience of my life in the rainforest. It feels strange to write about, … Continue reading
I have given you my mouth and you have given me the night. Wet, scent, petals and lips, the gift of an open gate. a small fire in the darkness to lick the wounds clean wrestling the beast of unrest. … Continue reading
~ Personal Holistic & Herbal Therapies for Lyme Disease ~ I’ve been wanting to write for a long time now about my journey with chronic Lyme disease, and what has supported my healing thus far. Many people ask what me what has … Continue reading
as if approaching a wild animal, a deer
or a sleeping fox
enter with awe.
bring flowers. compliments, honey, a sweet smell or smoke
dress to call the moon and stars down.
lower yourself in the face of beauty bigger
than you are able to grasp.
forget your name.
open yourself in pure
praising the billions of beautiful mutations, colored
sing loud your voice, show some leg.
speak like a strong wind,
or whisper to the spirits as they gather close
to hear your heart,
raise your hands up,
and shake the ground
as lightning can wake the earth.
ring the bells in your heart, sing out
the call to worship.
dance like it’s your chance to vibrate the air,
and wake the gods.
shake every atom, call attention
lure the sky down to earth
and let the tears, your heart,
take the 2 year old child that is your mind
to the grandmother of all time
kiss her hand the earth,
her eye of sun, her blood you drink
take off your shoes in her night house.
give up with every cell in your body
in your hands uncurl
your soul’s deepest longings
the song of your heart
and ask like you would
ask a lover
for sweet touch.
open the inner doors
as the hands of the divine
and don’t forget
and thank you.
Sage L. Maurer
The Peaceful Path to Healing I’m borrowing this title ‘Bearing Witness’ from the book written by Zen master Bernie Glassman, both to honor his healing work at Auschwitz (and beyond), and to underline what I believe is our key … Continue reading
A woman so far from the sea, displaced and holding perch. She chases the intoxicating flowers to the corners of the earth, the ones that spin a fury of fire in the body, and turn the eyes to God. She … Continue reading
Hay Scented Fern Walking in the Vermont woodlands, along rushing streams and tall pines, hay scented fern fills the air with it’s sweet perfume. Being in these woods always reminds me of my childhood, so similar to the forests I … Continue reading
Watching the snow fall among the pines and evergreens surrounding my Vermont home, the sunlight streaming through the trees in long bands… I’ve forgotten what day it is, the things I had planned, what my name is. Everything empties … Continue reading
“A great man is always willing to be little.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson One of my students told me something not long ago that has since stuck with me. An indigenous elder they spent time with was asked what … Continue reading
Exploring relationships… (as a pause during more scientific writing to reflect a moment…) Sitting and writing about particular medicinal plants, I realize it’s important to talk about relationships and interactions between plants and people first. I believe questioning our … Continue reading
In the Spirit of Plants… I am sitting at the ocean’s edge wrapping leaves together of Willow, Red Clover, Jasmine, and St. John’s Wort, in front of a lit candle. The full moon looms above me casting … Continue reading
Every atom in this body existed before organic life emerged 4000 million years ago. Remember our childhood as minerals, as lava, as rocks? Rocks contain the potentiality to weave themselves into such stuff as this. We are the rocks dancing. … Continue reading
My life has been a love affair with nature, and I’m not sure I could write a more passionate love story. There is no place more sacred in my experience than the landscapes of wild nature. The woodlands … Continue reading