Serendipity, coincidence, the stars aligning, who knows, but this post earlier today from Crow's Daughter comes at a very relevant time in my life. Lately I've been talking to a friend of mine about plants and herbs and their properties, even going so far as to consider an herbology course.
I tend to think of plants as healers of the physical world, but in reading her post, I have to consider that our physical affects our mental, and vice versa. Perhaps some healing plants would help shake loose the grief that I'm wearing like a shroud these days. There is far more in my life than just the death of my Dad, but it definitely colors my world on a daily basis in a way that I had not anticipated.
I am still in the process of finding tools to get through the rough patches (Dad related or not) and plants as medicine is something I believe in. Not in replacement of Western medicine, but as a supplement to, and in many cases doing far more for my health and wellness than pills ever did. I have certainly felt connected to certain things in the natural world (a specific tree where I live, for example), and the vast majority of people can't help by smile when they see trees changing color or flowers blooming.
Plants also go through natural cycles that we can learn much from and may be better off aligning ourselves with. Taking periods of rest, blooming with wild abandon at others, and creating deep roots when we have found ourselves in a safe space. I've seen plants take over concrete structures and change the very ground beneath us, so I find a wisdom in these green things that cover our planet.
Some comfrey tea may be exactly what I need to let myself heal and remind myself that death is a natural part of life. And that we all return to the Earth from which we came... and that is not a bad thing at all.
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