This one-day workshop was held at
the Wise Woman Center on this gorgeous spring
day just this last weekend. Have any of you ever
been to the WWC? It's a treat to see it in its
many seasons. It's loaded with plants, wild and
cultivated, dotting the forested and open land
with rocks jutting up in between (the land used
to be used as a stone quarry, I believe, many
years ago). Goats roam free here -- mommas and
many kids (papas? I don't know). There are also
2 geese -- Loverboy and Sweetheart. And two cats
(that I saw) -- I think I remember them as mother
and son. Of course there are also many other creatures
happily living here.
After parking with assistance and greeting from
Susun and the two apprentices living there at
the time (cars' tires kill the surface microorganisms
living in the soil, we learned this weekend, as
well as, of course, any plants. This is a place
that values ALL the life there and doesn't accept
its usual secondary status to vehicles -- so great
importance is placed on driving and parking in
designated areas.) . . . . after parking, we (I
believe about 13 women, though men are welcomed
at these) gathered at "the circle",
where infusion awaited us. This day was oatstraw,
yum!
We spoke in turn with a talking stick, introducing
ourselves, where we reside, and sometimes our
reasons for coming and questions for the day.
The talking stick allows us to share in our moment,
uninterrupted, whatever we desire. Susun reminds
us this need not be words, but can be a dance,
music, song, or poem. This day, the first of the
season, most of us seemed a bit shy, sharing "the
facts". Two women brought their babies. One
mother brought her mother. Having come long distances,
some of these women stayed the weekend nearby
and got to meet the night before at the moonlodge
held every Friday before Susun's weekend one-day
workshops.
Susun seems to me to love to share her knowledge.
All questions seem welcome and often come with
detailed answers -- I believe I've heard "there
are no stupid questions".
We went out right away for a gentle walk in the
woods (there are something like 45 acres to the
Center) stopping often to visit a plant or tree,
learning her beauties. One thing I remember from
taking these classes two years ago is SOO much
learning is offered. Though I think I absorb it
all, I don't always remember it consciously. I
could take the same class every year for ten years
(and more) and get new and deeper understandings
of what is presented to me. With that said, I
will share with you some of what I remember.
I remember visiting partridgeberry, or twin flower,
getting close to the ground where she lives and
seeing her leaves and red berries that have been
there since last year. I saw how her berry had
two flower ends explaining her second name.
Anyone who has learned from Susun knows how she
abounds with stories. This is probably one of
the best ways I have encountered for remembering
what I have learned, though sometimes they are
just pure enjoyment. I heard of a girl who, after
seeing all these red berries in a partridge belly,
concluded these partidges "laid" them
there all over the forest floor. Makes sense to
me!
Wintergreen, we were told, who also lies close
to the ground and has similar looking red berries
(at first glance anyway), tastes dramatically
different. Its berries taste like wintergreen,
while mitchella repens (partridge berry) has extremely
tasteless berries.
Though the specifics I can't remember, my largest
impression of this plant is it is a wonderful
ally for women! I also remember reading this in
an article on Susun's website about fertility.
Please don't take my lack of detailed knowledge
as an indication of what's offered at the class.
Some women chose to take notes and could probably
recite many "facts" about this plant
alone. I chose to learn differently. I listen
and watch and feel and don't put much priority
on memorization except when there is something
specific I really want to know NOW.
I prefer a feeling in my body that allows me
to spot this plant when walking the woods and
feel it as a woman's friend, rather than words
without feeling. I know in time, as my learning
works into deeper layers, this knowledge will
come along with the feeling. So when a time comes
that I am looking for a "woman's friend"
I will research more of the details, and they
will be familiar because I know that all I heard
in this class and others lives in me. Can anyone
else relate to the type of learning I am talking
about?
Okay, so back to our walk. We visited eastern
hemlock (thuja?) and white pine, both predominant
in our area. We tasted them. We experienced them
as we chewed, encouraged by Susun to notice the
sensations in our mouth. The hemlock, I noticed,
made my mouth get wetter. It encourages mucus
production, she shared, and mucous is good! Yes,
it protects us, cushions us, it lines our sensitive
skin. We want it. Perhaps, then, I thought, the
mucous that accompanies a cold, isn't the "evil
cold" itself, but our protection kicking
in. And, perhaps, why steaming our face over a
pot of hemlock needle brew, clears the stuck mucous
isn't because it is "drying" (as my
experience chewing it proved), but because it
encourages the production of mucous, allowing
it all to move!
As we moved from plant to tree to plant we heard
of properties in plants and the best mediums to
extract them in. All of this, of course, can be
read in articles written by Susun and her books,
and though this is wonderful knowledge, it cannot,
for me, compare to the memory sensation that goes
with the moment of hearing it from her.
For example, I have read more than once before
about extracting the oils in a plant with oil
(olive oil). So though this is not new to hear,
now I can know this with the taste of the oil
from the hemlock needles I am chewing in my mouth,
the sight of this tree's branches in front of
me, the women I have just met all around me, and
all the sights, sounds, and smells, that go along
with a beautiful spring day in the woods.
We were told how white pine carries five needles
in a bunch, less common in a pine than three.
Looking at the base of these needles we see white,
hence its name, and I hear Susun say while counting
on her 5 fingers W-H-I-T-E, five needles in a
bundle!
We look down the hill and around the corner from
this pine and and see big (for this time of year)
green plants along the hillside. We curiously
surround them, these leaves reminiscent in shape,
color and size of lily bulbs I have been seeing
lately emerge from the ground. What family does
this remind you of? we are asked. Liliaceae, someone
knows. What plants are in this family? we are
also asked. People say what, if any, they know.
Among the many pretty flowers common to spring,
some mention onions, garlic, etc. We are encouraged
by Susun to smell and taste a leaf that offers
itself to us. Yum, onion! They are ramps.
Before we head back for lunch (yes, we're not
even half done with class!) we visit two more
plants growing near each other at the bottom of
the hill near wet land. They are wild chives and
trout lily. We sit among them, taste them, and
listen to Susun share much knowledge about them.
We walk back to the deck we will be eating lunch
on. Susun goes inside to heat the nettle soup
she explains was prepared the night before so
the nettles could infuse in the water overnight.
The two apprentices took two groups of women who
wanted to help collect wild greens to add to the
salad. They were the tender tips of madder (gallium
- related to the sweet woodruff that is often
made into "may wine") and garlic mustard
leaves pinched off where they meet the stem. Garlic
mustard has a bit of bite like mustard, and a
taste of garlic.
The bell was rung, we sang a song and we ate
a feast of salad with wild greens and nettle soup.
Water and infusion was provided to drink. So were
condiments -- olive oil, salt, tamari, miso, gomasio,
and a sampling of vinegars. Other than umeboshi
vinegar the others were herbal ones made from
plants we were introduced to this day. And I certainly
can't forget the bread from freshly ground organic
grains baked by one of the apprentices (I am so
sorry I am not remembering their names right now).
Organic butter was provided as was delicious!!!!
cheeses made there from the goats' milk -- three
kinds, garlic, aged and wild chives. I have to
say such a simple sounding meal is heavenly (more
accurately, earthly) and left me bored that night
with my more complicated or empty feeling comfort
foods like pasta. In fact I went home that night
and drank the nettle infusion I (thankfully) prepared
that morning before class.
After lunch we stayed nearer to the house and
the gardens there fenced off from munching goats
and such. There was sweet birch (which actually
I think we visited before lunch). The description
for this class mentions we will "bite buds"
which indeed we did -- sweet birch buds, yum!
Wild root beer or sarsaparilla? We learned how
her sap is flowing now and won't stop if tapped.
We watched the drip drip of her yummy water from
the thin branches where her buds were taken.
We learned how to collect these thin branches
(with scissors please for a clean cut), the length
of a quart canning jar and a bundle that would
fit in the circle made by connecting my thumb
and longest finger. We could the put them in the
jar and pour boiling water over them, cover and
let infuse overnight. We could drink the mild
brew in the morning, we could then pour more boiling
water over the same branches and drink that night.
The taste would be a little stronger!
We could repeat this process with the same branches
day after day, with the taste getting stronger
each time. At some point around the fourth day
I think is when I would stop drinking and start
cleaning with the water! Susun says it is a wonderful
degreaser. I think I remember her saying this
could go on for about a month. How's that for
a spring tonic?!
A wonderful taste of a tree's spring sap in my
water, then something to help my spring fever
desire to clean out winter! My understanding from
Susun was this is a wonderful spring tonic, though
not something to use as one of our regular nourishing
infusions. In fact, if we wanted we could dump
the first few days of brew to get to the cleaning
water. I personally savor my spring cups of sweet
birch water.
We visited more plants and at this point I am
confused which were on this day and which on the
next. And since this is long enough I will continue
in my next post about the Sunday class "herbal
medicine chest" which will probably come
tomorrow!
Thanks for listening! I hope you enjoyed my memory
of this "spring tonics" class.
karen joy
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