People always ask me how I became a Healer and Herbalist? Who did I study with and where? Granted I do hold a Masters of Science degree in Acupuncture and Integrative Medicine but before graduate school I spent over a decade doing fieldwork as a “desert rat” taking three journeys a year to different locations in the high deserts of California and the Southwest.
A desert rat is a term of endearment for all of us who might sight one another far off in the distance or at a general store picking up supplies in lost towns in dusty remote regions. Recognizable to each other by our clear eyes, fast instincts and disdain for having to interact with other humans.
I would pack up my truck in Oakland and leave for 10-day desert immersions. With maps in hand (no gps) and sheer gut instincts I would venture out into the high desert and learn the deep skill of listening; from plants, the winds voice or from a coyote encounter.
Annually, I would return to sleep in a tufa cave at 4,ooo feet elevation. The cave, which I came to call “my pod”, was one of my biggest Teacher’s. One late night while perched on the top of my cave pod I watched the night stars bright as gemstones and inhaled the Artemisia tridenta on the winds. Young and apprenticing I was just learning how to “be” on the land. The night Owl decided to gift me a lesson, they screeched and flew so fast with talons out trying to take me down. I fell back down into my pod hiding as to not be attacked by the ferocity and precision of the Owls aim. The Owl was teaching me to be aware that I was a visitor and this was there territory.
The desert not only taught me Herbal Medicine it made me brave and willing to face my shadow over and over again and return annually for profound and magical teachings.
Often we find ourselves feeling discontented? It is not always rooted in daily life but from your heart.
We forget that our lives come from the heart and your decisions should be made from your ;heart, gut and mind being all aligned. We stop listening to all three of these areas of our body and only engage the mind disconnecting us from the essence of who we are.
Next time you need to move forward in your life and feel confused, take a moment and still yourself. Wait till you feel more calm in your gut and feel less anxious in your heart and then listen to the quiet wisdom you hold within. The answer is waiting for you, once all of you is on board and whole again.
Well its that time of year for bathing suits and fresh fruit/ veggie smoothies. The kids are out of school soon and you feel you are working double time to care for everyone but yourself?
It does not have to be such a stressor here are some suggestions for a more sustainable summer. Make a plan to scale back schedules. Kids actually know how to entertain themselves, let them. Give them ways to contribute to the household so that they can take part in caring for there own well being.Take a class that you have been wanting to check out. Go for a hike? Learn a new a song? Practice your music on a portable instrument outside in the sun and shade. Take a nap under a tree. Go to the beach… oh lazy days ahead.
Living simply is living large. Try it out. Less is more, its hard to realize until you live it.
Some of you already know about my life as a Lawn Bowler and for some of you this is brand new information. Three years ago I became an avid lawn bowler, then Board member and Membership chair for the Oakland Lawn Bowling Club, http://www.oaklandlawnbowlingclub.com
Last week, I had two great media stories come out about our Club, TV channel 28 did a features segment and a great article published in the Piedmont post.Piedmont post article
I hope you enjoy seeing a window into another part of my life that I truly love.
Its that time of year when exercise becomes reintegrated into daily life, Spring!
Go slowly, build up to longer work outs, there is no rush we live in California we get at least another 6 months of good daylight and warmer weather for our outdoor excursions and adventures.
Laugh and marvel at how fast your body gets back into shape. Remember to be gentle with yourself Rome was not built in a day but became an empire.
The Guest House, by Rumi
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.