Today we find ourselves in much uncertainty. This may be uncomfortable, this may be familiar, but for all, this flavor of unknown is new. I write to you on election day in the so-called US without power from my home in Oakland, CA, unceded Ohlone Territory. This power outage was scheduled for today, but still the irony radiates. Four years ago, during the last election, I was working in a refugee camp in Greece distributing water and food. As we got the news that it was undeniably clear 45 had been elected,… Read More
Guest blog post by Cecemmana 3 graduate Cathy Fong.
Ten years ago I went through a plastic purging craze and got rid of anything polyester in my closet and all the free tupperwear my grandma has saved over the years for “baon” (Tagalog, take-away food). Something deep in my gut and vibration started to feel energetically and physically irritated by something in the air and something was telling me it had to do with plastic!
Guest student blog post by third year Cecemmana student Sirama Bajo.
Have you ever had the sensation that something, or someone you have let go of, is still hanging around your energy field, your consciousness or your subconscious?
Guest blog post by third year Cecemmana student Batul True Heart.
Some local Oakland herbalists, healers, and helpers are gathering and making medicines for the caravan’s arrival. We will be making immune boosting tinctures, nervine tinctures, wound and pain salves.
Guest student post by Melissa Reyes.
I look at the freshly trimmed roses on the table in front of me and I think of my nana and her mom tending roses in their yard in Puerto Rico, adding coffee to the soil so they would bloom well, and gathering the flowers to sell. Some mornings I take coffee grounds from my kitchen, bring them outside, and
Guest student post by Avani Mody Sunrise: There is an incomparable beauty to sunrise. The time of the gods, as it is described in Ayurvedic traditions. As a child my father told me, walk barefoot on the earth and take in the green grass at sunrise, to strengthen my eyes. The combination of a luscious green and morning sunlight, calmed my eyes and mind. During my recent, formal herbal education, this advice remains in my psyche. The colors, beauty and feel of the plants, indeed calm my mind, and strengthen my vision… Read More
When we ingest and make relationships with the plants that our ancestors lived with and worked with, we heal. When we ingest the medicine they might have needed to heal, we heal them because we are our ancestors.
This year, as spring comes, I am recognizing plant friends everywhere. Small chickweed flowers surround a sidewalk tree on my street. The feathery leaves of California golden poppy, not yet in bloom, catch my eye by the side of a road. In a park, I spot the leaves of yarrow, also feathery, but in a different way from California poppy. Walking an urban park trail, I see what I think is cleavers, and touch it just to be sure. Another plant, woodruff, looks enough like cleavers to be mistaken for it by… Read More