Posted on Wednesday 14 December 2016
There is a Karen Taylor-Good song that we use in the Shamanic Priestess Process™ called Use Me Up, that goes like this: “ When I meet my maker and my time on earth is done, when I stand before Her (word change mine) looking back on where I’ve come, I can only pray that with Her grace and love, She will say,” I used you up”. Use me up, let me give everything I am, pour out my heart and soul according to your plan. Use me up, let there be nothing of me left, no chance to love untaken, not one regret.”
As we move into the 2nd half or even the last 3rd or 4th of our lives, seasoned women of consciousness, what I am calling The Shamanic WiseWoman, know that time is now precious to give our remaining gifts to the world, to “use up” our time here fulfilling our purpose, telling our stories and leaving our own unique legacy. Our spice and seasoning comes from years of hard knocks, tough lessons, and dark nights of the soul, and as equally from the joyful celebrations, pleasures and adventures of our lives.
We are intended to honor the gifts we have already given, and the thresholds already crossed, so that we can gain the energy to renew ourselves again and again. In the holy spaces we can create together as sacred women, we can rise from the ashes of old wounds and old ways, and consecrate our lives toward new ways of offering ourselves in service to our world which can so greatly benefit from our wisdom.
I am thoroughly enjoying walking as a WiseWoman these days, but that was not so until recently. I have been an eternal youth most of my life, choosing not to have children and instead focus on my sacred work and my “freedom” to be eccentric and forge new trails. I have been discovering new facets of myself as I embrace my wisdom and care less about self-image, accomplishment and achievement. Through all the twists and turns of my life, I have indeed cultivated the mother energy within me. Now she is becoming the grandmother! I am also discovering a new kind of spiritual sensitivity, a profound connection to the animal kingdom, and a deepening connection to my own inner mate.
These revelations were not available to me in younger versions of self. I am able to be more present-centered, less distracted by the glamours of the world, as I drop into the last cycles of my life. I no longer have goals, because I want to follow more of what inspires me and less of what drives me. Because I encounter it more often, I am drawn to explore the mysteries of death these days, and I look forward to doing this with a strong circle of strong women.
Are you eager to engage your own inner WiseWoman? Do you savor the experience of a women’s circle? Are you willing to ceremonially integrate your life lessons so far? Are you ready to concentrate your life force on your sacred soul purpose, even as you move toward befriending the death mysteries?
We (Mary Manera, me, and Jacoba Groenwegen) completed our first session October 19th-23th at Isis Cove Community NC, as the Smoky Mountains were on fire with autumn color. For those who could not make the October session, we will repeat this first session in Cincinatti Feb 23-26th, 2017. Then we will form a committed circle to go forward to the Cincinnati in late April and complete in late June. An application process ensures you are resonate with where we are going, and you will be a huge part of the evolution of the Shamanic WiseWoman Process™.
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McAndrew, MA, LPC, NCC is an Ordained High Priestess, and a congregational leader of Full Moon Sanctuary. She is dedicated to the path of the Divine Feminine, facilitating women’s awakening and empowerment for the past 40 years. She is the creatrix of the Shamanic Priestess Process, the Shamanic Magdalane Mysteries and retreats, workshops and processes for women. For more, visit www.goddessontheloose.com
We gathered together in South West England from many places: our South Aftrican crystal skull carrier Jennifer the furthest, then Daniel in the Phillipines, then Jacqueline living in Tuscany, and from Kansas City, Cincinatti, Atlanta, Washington state, Central Florida, and North Carolina. Our local right side-of-the-vehicle, left-side-of-the-road drivers Christina and Sara live the closest. We are a friendly and enthusiastic bunch. We have been connecting by email for months, and many of us are in interconnected circles, students of Daniel, priestesses in my lineage, and like-minded adventurous souls. The cross-quarter time of Lammas, Venus’s close conjunction with Mercury and Jupiter and her movement into the Underworld to transform into her incarnation as Leo, all set the cosmological stage.
Our gathering place is an old country estate and villa in Swindon, UK, some 600 or more years old, added onto to many times. It was owned mostly by a family of elites with legacies of rigid, crippled people and acting out rebels. More than a few wives were “banished” to this summer estate for some kind of impropriety (Oh, to be banished here must have been such a hardship!). A few of us take the tour of the ancient house, walls lined with portraits of stiff but important people, and we easily conclude that this was one unhappy family. The 250 acre estate grounds showcases several huge old trees, a pond, and a carefully tended ancient walled garden with species dating back to the 1700’s. The park continually buzzes with families, children and dogs. There is a very old church in the back yard of the house, which must have been a constant source of angst for the household residents. 600 years later in our built-on hotel next door, we had sumptuous food served to us 3 times a day, afternoon tea, sweet single rooms, and a swimming pool. We had a big meeting room with windows and breezes blowing through, all looking out onto uncharacteristically sunny summer English days, to immerse ourselves in the Shamanic Astrology mysteries. We shared our stories and our place on the wheel, listened to Daniel teach, to stories of the Celtic pantheon, enjoyed two fascinating guest lecturers, danced a bit to Celtic favorites, made a collage, and dreamed into our daily excursions and ceremonies. We sensed that the ancestors of Lydiard Park were happy to have us, and accepted our presence.
Heritage apple trees from the 1700’s,
Our intention was to weave back together what Patriarchy has torn asunder in humanity, and in ourselves, especially in our connection with our ancestors. We all resonate with the Celtic lands, and in this area of the UK, we can feel the magic that surrounds us. We are an hour from Stonehenge, and the new archeological finds in that area that continue to be unearthed daily. We are 20 minutes from the Avebury area, where a series of stone circles within stone circles, stone avenues, chambered cairns, barrows, man-made hills, and curious chalk drawings etched into hillsides are everywhere. As a bonus, this is where crop circles pop up during this time of year, and we are all keen to visit at least one. After all, we are The Crop Circle Clan. The first day we head off to the village of Avebury, smack dab in the middle of all the stones.
Bookstores, Cottages, and
The local metaphysical bookstore has a large map of the Wiltshire area, a county of 1,300 square miles, with the season’s crop circles dotted across the landscape. Unfortunately, the farmers of the area are not often willing to open their land for visitors to see them these days. After years of losing money because they sacrifice the crop in the field where the circle appears, and folk disrespecting their property in various ways, there are not many who take kindly to crop circles. We were lucky, though, and we found two that were close to each other and allowed access, thanks to Gabriella Kapfer http://peace-trails.com/ who scouted them out before we arrived. The Crop Circle Access Centre, who sponsored a Crop circle exhibit in Marlborough that several of us visited (imagine, an exhibit of circles, research, videos and photos over 25 years), was on hand at our first circle, the Eagle at Uffcott Down, to collect funds for the farmer. The second circle seemed to be on land that was not oveseen. The Eagle was huge, with no way to know where we were except for a map we were given when we paid our £3 admission. With Gabriella leading the way, we headed to the crown chakra of the Eagle. Some of us felt electrical energy, hands buzzing, a charged feeling. I was fascinated at how the wheat was precisely combed, layed and cornered by whatever force created this masterpiece. Later we headed to the heart, just below the crown, and we concluded the energy was yang, activating and definitely solar. The Crop Circle Connector interprets this one as 2016 being the possible return of Quetzacoatl, the year when the circle makers meet humanity. See the full interpretation here.
Walking into the Eagle, discovered a week before we arrived, and sitting at the Crown Chakra
The eight-pointed star within the square and circle, Etchilhampton near Devizes, discovered August 7th, a few days after we arrived in the UK, was 15 minutes away. As we headed down the road, we were the Crop Circle Clan On Fire from our experience at the gigantic solar eagle. This next circle was a new kind of woven formation, seen in recent years. The wheat is layered over itself in exquisite patterns that cannot be fully appreciated from within the circle. The eight pointed star is subtle, and can barely be discerned in the arial photos. We promptly feel asleep or went into deep meditation in this layered feminine energy, as if we were being held in a basket.
The eight-pointed woven star, and earlier woven formations (below), breathtakingly intricate and complex.
After that, crop circles sprung up around us all week, and we are pretty sure we called in one of them, as it was an astrological wheel! There was no time left in our fast-paced, full-to-the-brim week to chase after them. Because of our crop circle immersion day, we all seemed content to be surrounded by them at a distance. It was clear to many of us that we wanted to come back for more on another adventure at another time.
The largest stone circle, dated about 2,600 BCE that surrounds the village of Avebury, is itself surrounded by a henge, an ancient circular ditch, that probably contained water at one time. The two inner circles are connected to two stone avenues, that lead to a meeting place between the two. One seems for the masculine and one for the feminine, and it is easy to imagine the surrounding site of Silbury Hill, a huge human-made hill also surrounded by a henge, alight with a flame on Beltane, and processionals of people gathering to celebrate this Wheel of the Year point from all over the world. Many still do. The Avebury area draws many thousands of visitors each year. Artifacts have been found from Egypt and other parts of the world in the the West Kennet Long Barrow, a 5,700 year old multi-functional chambered site. We could not get enough of the magnificent and prolific sites at Avebury. There was too much to explore and not enough time to do it all.
Peter Knight, guardian and expert on West Kennet Long Barrow, emphasized how all the sites in the area are intimately connected, with site lines to other sites as long as 3 miles. The crop circles add another texture to this rich area of sacred sites. West Kennet is 16 miles from Stonehenge and just south of Avebury, part of an extended landscape of earth temples. Every mile or so, there is a chambered longbarrow, with West Kennet being the largest. Peter feels it was the abode of wisewomen and priestesses who oversaw births, deaths, and other rites of passage. The burials that were most predominant were the placements of only human bones in the chambers. Huge boulders in front of the entrance indicated that the site was closed 1,000 years before the Avebury circles were built. Perhaps it had served its purpose and a new era was ready to be birthed. Perhaps our current monotheistic religions will someday see that they have outlived their own uselfulness, too! Peter guided us in a night-time shamanic journey within the longbarrow, where we were encouraged to call to, and receive messages from the ancestors. Many of us saw images and heard messages that continued to stir the pot of ancestral awareness.
Stonehenge was scheduled many months ahead by sound healer Gabriella, so that we could actually go inside this closely guarded monolith. This beautiful large stone circle was a disappointment for many reasons. The police guard warned us that if we so much as touched a stone, we would be asked to leave. The stones were clearly restored to the point that they could have been part of a museum or Disney display, the life in them long gone. Our sound healer and her partner did their best to create music over the loud traffic on the ground and in the air. A large group of us paid thousands to the curators for the privilege of sitting inside Stonehenge for an hour, and got up in the wee hours of the morning to travel there to boot!
On the way back from Stonehenge, we visited the Salisbury Cathedral that was celebrating the Magna Carta signing 800 years ago. There was an old pagan site next to the church that emphasized how Christianity built over the sacred sites, and knew that the ancients were connected to the magic of the land. We wandered around, intrigued by the stylized but spooky beauty of the place, where hundreds of notables were buried in tombs in the floor, the strange religious custom of the day. I suppose if you had the money, you could get really close to God. Some tombs were built into the walls, and had porcelin effigies guarding them.
The ancestors were stirring within and without, the Partriarchs, the Celts and the Neolithics. Daniel’s keynote of the week was his famous evolving lecture Who Are We and What the Hell Happened? As we visited the sites, felt the stirrings of our own personal ancestry, and heard from Daniel about the recent discoveries around this area and around the world, we felt ourselves getting ready to honor them. On a rainy day towards the last of our week, we gathered an altar cloth, symbols of the old story and the new story, a libation and some food and headed out to the park-like grounds of Lydiard House under a big old tree. We called in the directions and the elements. We spoke to them from our hearts, from our personal stories, forgave them, and asked them for forgiveness. We asked them for what we needed in the coming times to help us bring in a New Earth and a renewed connection to the land and to what really worked in their times, especially the pre-Celtic times before patriarchy. We honored that in this part of the world they held off patriarchy till 1,500 BCE in some places in England, Scotland and Ireland, as much as a few thousand years after it had overtaken the rest of Europe. We felt that our ceremony was good and our week was near completion.
Our final ceremony began at one of the ancient standing stone avenues of Avebury, where we wound down and around to two huge standing stones that are obviously yin and yang gateways. In the twighlight crack between the worlds, we gathered together the jewels of our week as adventurers of the Crop Circle Clan, and spoke our commitments to our own sacred marriage within. So Be It As We Make It So!
If you have read this far, enjoy my SPECIAL ADDITION BELOW! Pictures from the Cropredy Music Festival, Cropredy Village, UK August 12-15, 2015 sponsored for the last 10 years by the 70’s British band, The Fairport Convention! The Brits love their dogs as much as us Americans do (attended by me, Daniel and Jacqueline after our Avebury adventure).
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The trail I am following runs parallel to a trickling creek. It leads straight up the hilly cove beneath a canopy of hardwoods and is named the Lily trail. Not named after the fragrant flower but in the memory of a little dog whose name was Lily, a Scottish Cairn Terrier who lived with a friend of mine in this hidden cove.
Alongside the Lily Trail there are statuettes of gnomes, elves, fairies and even one of Lily tucked among the ivy and medicinal plants. The trail was lovingly constructed with wee bridges that cross a spring fed creek. There is even the occasional bench for resting and listening to the sounds of nature and running water. Crystals, mobiles, wind chimes and sun chasers dance from various branches at regular intervals along this magical trail.
I walked this trail among the woodland flowers, medicinal plants and wild edibles frequently when I lived here in a community affectionately known as “The Cove.” It was here that I noticed the fuzzy, rich green plant known as clubmoss. Club-like it grows in abundance alongside the trail because it likes the moist banks above the creek. I had yet to discover its medicinal value. That discovery began quite unexpectedly when a gardener friend handed me, Healing Through God’s Pharmacy, by Maria Treben. My friend is from England and while she is not an herbalist she grows and uses herbs in the Western European Herbal Tradition for herself and her family.
I quickly flipped through the pages of the book and judged it as being archaic and outdated. I thought surely our current research and understanding of the phytochemistry and active constituents of plants had surpassed the simplicity of this book. So, I thanked my friend and handed it back.
Several months later while house sitting for this very same friend I saw the book on her bookshelf and thought, what the heck. So I picked it up and randomly opened to a page describing the moss-like evergreen commonly known as clubmoss. I recognized it immediately as the same plant I had seen in The Cove. Later, I learned that this book has been translated into 24 languages and has sold over 8 million copies even though I had never heard of it.
I was surprised by what I found there. Published in the 1980’s it wasn’t as old as I had thought even though the information contained within it was. Maria Treben was an amazing herbalist. She was a pioneer of the renewed interest in natural remedies and traditional medicine at the end of the 20th century. This book was a treasure.
Maria used traditional German/Eastern European remedies handed down by previous generations. These consisted of using only local herbs and diet to successfully treat a wide range of conditions. She used clubmoss to treat cirrhosis, inflammation, and malignancies of the liver. My English friend had been living and suffering with Hepatitis C for decades. I got very excited to think that this might actually be a useful plant for her. So off to The Cove I went to gather clubmoss.
When gathering a plant for medicine I never take more than is needed and always leave an offering. This could be something as simple as a breath given in gratitude, or a hair plucked from my head. In the Native American tradition it is common to leave tobacco or corn meal. Anyone born on American soil is a Native American. So, kneeling down on the soft duff of the forest floor, I offered some hair, knowing that the plant would read my intention and my DNA. Then I gently lifted its trailers with hair like roots from its bed. Mosses have no roots, but this plant I learned is no moss at all. It is an archaic plant over 300 million years old. Club mosses were the dominant land plants during the Carboniferous period and related (as in cousins) to the firs and conifers. Perhaps this partially explains the “archaic” feeling I had when first introduced to Maria’s book.
The second time I was called to harvest clubmoss at the The Cove was for a South African friend. Her name was Mathabo and she was a beautiful young woman whose work included teaching women in her village how to become more self-empowered. I was contacted when she began suffering with severe swelling and pain in her liver, most likely from something she had picked up in the drinking water. By the time I was notified and able to gather the clubmoss, it was too late. She had passed away. I was deeply grieved by the loss of this young one. She lacked money for proper medical care and I will always wonder if there was something more that could have been done for her. It is this desire to help alleviate suffering that keeps me walking the trails, talking to the plants and doing the research.
The botanical name for clubmoss is Lycopodium clavatum. The genus name Lycopodium means “wolf’s foot” and clavatum is a Latin word meaning club-like. It is no accident that I discovered Wolf’s Foot growing extensively in The Cove, a community based on the teachings of Seneca Wolf Clan elder, Grandmother Twylah Nitsch. How appropriate to find this medicine named for its resemblance to a wolf’s foot growing so abundantly in a wolf clan community.
Clubmoss is a spore bearing plant that grows mostly prostate along the ground with vertical stems up to 3-4 inches high. Hundreds of millions of years ago the ancient earth contained vast forests filled with giant club mosses. They grew to a hundred feet in height and such primeval forests dominated the landscape of earth millions of years before man even appeared. The remains of these giants in their petrified form constitute the fossil fuels of today.
The four-year-old plants develop a yellowish spore cone whose pollen is high in sulfur and called lycopodium powder. The powder’s highly flammable when mixed in high enough density with air and was used historically as flash powder in early photography. It was also used explosively in fireworks, theatrical special effects and the magic arts. This magical plant that had caught my attention on a magical trail, in a magical cove fully warranted further investigation.
The use of lycopodium powder from the dry spores of clubmoss doesn’t stop with its highly flammable uses. It was also used in baby powders, fingerprint powders and as a lubricating dust on latex condoms and medical gloves. In physics the powder is used to make sound waves in air visible for observation and measurement, as well as to make an electrostatic charge visible. The powder is highly hydrophobic; if the surface of a cup of water is coated with the powder and you stick your finger straight in, it will come out dusted with the powder and completely dry. In 1807 inventors used lycopodium in the fuel of the first internal combustion engine.
While I had long been aware of Lycopodium as a homeopathic remedy, I had not connected it to this plant. Homeopathic Lycopodium is made from the crushed spores and is a remedy used for digestive failure, deep-seated and progressive chronic diseases, liver disease, and carcinoma. This herb has been used medicinally since the Middle Ages and Homeopathic Lycopodium is presently the most widely used form of this plant.
In the Western European Herbal Tradition, clubmoss was used for treating kidney and bladder related conditions. The whole plant was dried, chopped and prepared as an herbal tea. It is a potent anti-spasmodic, sedative and diuretic which makes it useful for treating kidney stones.
As I followed the trail in search of more information on Lycopodium I discovered that it is endangered in many areas and protected in certain states. It is considered as critically endangered in Luxembourg and in the past few decades even considered to be extinct. Some of the reasons cited included; threatened by logging, herbicide application, road construction and maintenance, and extirpation.
This threw up a huge red flag for me. If this plant was imperiled in the Appalachians, why was there so much of it growing in The Cove? What began to emerge connected back to Maria Treben’s book on the healing powers of Lycopodium.
Maria Treben points out that what makes clubmoss such an important ally in treating cirrhosis and liver cancer is that it contains radium. Plants absorb radium from the soil and clubmoss concentrates it. Radium occurs at low levels in virtually all rock, soil, water, plants and animals.
Radon is a radioactive colorless gas that occurs naturally as the decay product of radium. It is in lethal abundance here in Western North Carolina due to our mountain top removals. The Environmental Protection Agency shows a clear link between lung cancer and high concentrations of radon with radon induced lung cancer deaths second only to cigarette smoking. I knew of such a mountain top removal project less than two miles from The Cove. Where exactly was this wolf’s foot leading me? Could the abundance of Lycopodium be in response to the increase of radon: Radon that was being released into the atmosphere from the nearby mountain top removal? Was it helping to bio-remediate the radon? If Lycopodium concentrates radium, what is its relationship to radon? I have not been able to find any information or sources on this subject. Clearly more research is needed.
Marie and Pierre Curie discovered radium in 1898. Marie was the first woman to receive the Nobel Prize in 1911. She was awarded the Nobel Prize for isolating radium, discovering another element, polonium, and her research into the new phenomenon of radioactivity, a word she coined herself.
Once upon a time radium was manufactured synthetically in the US around 1910 and ended up in a lot of products for its purported magical healing properties. Some examples of those products are; chocolate, toothpaste, cosmetics, suppositories, heating pads, wax rods inserted in the urethra to treat impotence, radium water that would cure any number of ailments, and clocks, watches and toys. Needless to say radium got a bad name. Especially when overexposed people started showing up with radiation sickness.
We live on a radioactive planet and it is well known that if we are exposed to too much or too little radiation, we get sick. Low-dose radiation is documented to be beneficial for human health, but for political reasons, radiation is assumed harmful at any dose. Low-dose radiation has been shown to enhance biological functions with no adverse affects. There are even radium hotsprings where people go to soak for health benefits.
Radon is the single largest contributor to our background radiation dose and is responsible for the majority of the public’s exposure to ionizing radiation. Radon is formed as part of the normal radioactive decay chain of uranium. Uranium has been present since the earth was formed. High concentrations of radium exist in water and air especially near uranium mines. Plants absorb radium from the soil and animals that eat these plants accumulate radium. It may also concentrate in fish and magnify up the food chain. Uranium, radium and thus radon, will continue to occur for millions of years at about the same concentrations as they do now except that levels of Radon have increased due to burning coal and other fuels and now mountain top removal. Long-term exposure can lead to cancer and birth defects usually caused by gamma radiation of radium, which is able to travel long distances through air. How paradoxical that radium gas extracted from uranium ore is used for cancer treatment.
Radium is a naturally occurring radioactive element in the environment and little information is available on the acute (short-term) non-cancer effects in humans. Radium exposure has resulted in acute leukopenia, anemia, necrosis of the jaw, and other effects. Cancer is the major effect of concern. Radium, via oral exposure, is known to cause bone, head, and nasal passage tumors in humans. The US Environmental Protection Agency has not classified radium for carcinogenicity.
According to James Muckerheide in a paper presented at the 8th International Conference on Nuclear Engineering in 2000, he stated:
“Low-dose radiation has been shown to enhance biological responses for immune systems, enzymatic repair, physiological functions, and the removal of cellular damage, including prevention and removal of cancers and other diseases. Research on low-level radiation has also shown it to have no adverse effects. Yet, current radiation protection policy and practice fail to consider these valid data, instead relying on data that are poor, ambiguous, misrepresented, and manipulated.”
Wolf in the Seneca tradition is the pathfinder, the forerunner of new ideas who returns to the clan to teach and share medicine. It is in this tradition that that I share my theory with you about Lycopodium clavatum, also known as clubmoss or wolf’s foot.
“Wolf medicine empowers the teacher within us all to come forth and aid the children of Earth in understanding the Great Mystery and life.” — from Wolf, Chapter 15, Medicine Cards by Sams & Carson.
It is my belief that clubmoss made into a pillow and used as recommended by Maria Treben helps to recalibrate and restore the body to it’s natural radioactive frequency in harmony with the Earth. This is Earth-Spirit Medicine, an exciting field of herbal medicine that has appeared on the horizon. We vibrate at a specific frequency creating a resonance and emitting an electrical signal, not unlike those commonly used to keep track of time or to transmit and receive radio signals. The signals that we transmit and receive are part of a grid system that creates a circuit around our crystalline structure. This crystalline structure is a part or our Earth and our physical bodies.
“Not really new at all, Earth-Spirit Medicine is being rediscovered at the same time it is evolving to meet our current physical and spiritual needs.” — From Wisdom of the Plant Devas, by Thea Summer Deer
We know that if we are exposed to too little or too much radiation we get sick. When correctly calibrated our cellular structure is restored. I believe that clubmoss restores us to the proper radioactive frequencies. Radio waves, microwaves, EMF’s and all manner of invisible polluting frequencies are bombarding us. If we paid closer attention to the qualities of vibrancy and life-force energy, how different would the choices be that we make with regard to what surrounds us or goes into our bodies? How much closer and in harmony would we be to the frequency of the Earth that heals us and the spirits of the plants that restore us and from which we are made?
How to use clubmoss:
Actions: anti-spasmodic, sedative and diuretic
Dosages of different preparations made from the club moss differ and depend on the client.
Clubmoss pillows can be made by filling a small cotton pillowcase with the clubmoss and then placing over the liver and/or under your pillow while you sleep. This will remain active for up to one year and can greatly help as an anti-spasmodic while recalibrating.
Infusion: Simmer 1 ounce of small cut up pieces of the plant (make sure you have a positive identification of Lycopodium clavatum) in one quart of water. Drink one cup per day sipping throughout the day.
Tea: 1 teaspoon per 2 cups of boiling water poured over, steep for ten minutes and drink 2 cups per day on an empty stomach, preferably in the morning.
Homeopathic Lycopodium remedy as directed by your practitioner.
Chinese Medicine: Shen Jin Cao, Property: slightly bitter, pungent, warm; liver, spleen and kidney (Wood, Earth, Water). Action: dispels dampness (Wind), soothes tendons. Indications: weakness and numbness of limbs; traumatic injury. Dosage for topical application is 3-12 grams, used in decoction.
Disclaimer: This blog post does not intend to diagnose or treat. Please seek the advise of a licensed practitioner in your area for any medical related issues. I welcome discussion and feedback, which is critical to ongoing and future research. Please do not ask me to comment beyond the contents or scope of this blog post.
Note: There is another type of clubmoss in the same Lycopodiaceae family growing in the Southern Appalachians and is Appalachian fir-moss, Huperzia appalachiana. Unlike many of the Lycopodium it likes well drained rather than moist soils, direct sunlight and doesn’t creep about over the ground. Appalachian fire-moss is considered imperiled and rare in North Carolina making it vulnerable to extirpation.
Health Effects of Radon: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Health_effects_of_radon#cite_note-USPHS90-1
Agency for Toxic Substances and Disease Registry:
Tell the Truth About the Health Benefits of Low-Dose Radiation, by James Muckerheide, Science & Technology Magazine: http://www.21stcenturysciencetech.com/articles/nuclear.html
James Muckerheide audios: https://archive.org/details/TheBeneficialEffectsOfLow-doseRadiation1896-1950.JamesMuckerheide
Radium Hot Springs http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radium_Hot_Springs
When we know about the sacred timings, and choose to participate in them, we have the capacity to influence the outcome of things. Events are not pre-determined. Consciousness is what the Universe is made of, so as we add our own conscious intent to the great forces at play, there is the possibility that we just might help move events along in a direction that we want them to go. In this case, our direction and intent on our trip to Scotland was to re-connect land and sky, soul and spirit, masculine and feminine as it once was in pre-patriarchal, pre-Celtic, Neolithic times. (Continue reading…)