Journal

“I am not an herbalist” I discouragingly think to myself while stirring my dandelion tea. “I do not have mass collections of rare and exotic herbs from around the world,” I reply to myself. An herbalist knows each plant by its Latin name and what chemicals inside each plant have reactions to the human body. They have painstakingly collected specimens and stored them in jars lined up by the dozens. I have a few teas, sure. But my plantain salve has too much wax and set too hard to use. It sits in a jar beneath my kitchen sink next to Clorox spray, awaiting a day I have more product to mix it with and make it usable. I do not know fleabanes' Latin name, for I am not an herbalist. I just know that it’s an aster and can be brewed into a tea just like chamomile. I am not an herbalist, I don't grow turmeric in my yard. I buy it at the store, ground into a powder. I put some of it in my breads and soups to help with inflammation. An herbalist? No. I am not an herbalist.
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Empowerment is a vital part of the massive cultural change going on right now. After centuries of oppression, grassroots level empowerment is leading massive cultural change. That sounds fancy, to bring it down to earth.... Social construct rules have changed from can’t to can and it’s happening across the world. Some places far more than others. “You CAN’T wear that” is morphing into “wear what you want, if there’s a problem, it’s a them problem.” That is a great and powerful thing. It’s also hit the spiritual community – and there are some toxic traits we need to address. ... READ MORE

I am a magically inclined autistic individual. Pattern recognition and working out sorting the differences in categories is my forte. Sorting magics in the social media era has been an interesting mindfuck. Like everything on social media, the pretty magic gets the most traction. The photoshopped picture of a woman in all black, with black smoke through the air in the local cemetery gets far more traction on social media than the person walking around the cemetery singing to the forgotten deceased. The beautifully laid out tarot spread with flower petals and crystals artfully laid around it is going to get a lot more traction than the elder walking through the field drowsing for a well. ... READ MORE