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