> My house says to me, "Do not leave me, for here dwells your past."> > > And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your future."> >


My house says to me, "Do not leave me, for here dwells your past."

And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your future."

And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past, nor have I a future. If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go there is a staying in my going. Only love and death will change all things."

-Khalil Gibran-

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November is always the time of in between to me. And as primarily a wildcrafter and forager, it's the time when roots are tended and seeds are planted (as opposed to spring gardening).


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Alder cones under wet snow

Under the snow, sleep the roots.

When I said the first real snowfall was coming, I really had no idea what Nature was planning. I had no idea there would be mass blackouts and families everywhere moving their fish and pets into shelters so they didn't freeze to death.

I had no idea there would be trees fallen everywhere, and countless people rushed to the ER from carbon monoxide poisoning, some of them crossing over on the Day of the Dead.

I had no idea how much it would make me think about what I can do to strengthen the fibers of people I care about, so that we become more prepared to handle stress and challenges heading our way, and what strength of wholeness - mind, body, and spirit equally - it will require of us. In times of blackout, I am ridiculously grateful that I know how to gather plants for medicine, start a fire, and find my friends who hunt if it came to that.

It also makes me acutely aware of the ways in which I am completely unprepared, and at the mercy of others, regardless of being on, or off, the grid. Interdependence is perhaps a lost art. Yet we can find our way back to it by following the wisdom found in nature.

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Root Doctor, Seed Sweetener

In some traditions, Autumn is the time of letting go (seeds), and grieving, (fear of the unknown and the feeling of being disconnected from that which roots us).

And there is a waiting time. We let go, we sleep, we get up the next day and wonder. We do this for months.

And while we (up here in our areal brain parts) wonder ..... the roots continue their biological duty: gathering nutrients from their deepest place of resources. They are drinking up from the ever-steady 50 - 55 degree temperature environment of mineral rich soil and water.

While lots of stuff was doomed to go bad during the power outages, my yams and sauerkraut were perfect. They are happy in the cool temperature, and continue feeding during difficult times, along with other nutrient dense foods like dried meats, dried fruits, and nuts. My neighbor gave us fresh eggs, which will be eaten far before their time to go bad.

OK, my point here is not to tell you what's in my pantry - but to consider what each season asks of us.

What does the time of seeds and roots ask of you? And how are you responding? Are you ensuring your biological duties such as eating and sleeping and absorbing love?

I find that the majority of people I talk to about SAD, report very specific ailments. They are usually about feeling a sense of fighting their days (swimming upstream) feeling abandoned by nature (disconnected) and isolated (loneliness and fear of lack).

Roots are good medicine for all of these - both literally and metaphorically.

I invite you to nourish your roots.

Look around you in your dark or wintry cave - do you have rooted company?
Do you need to make a coping-date once or twice a month with someone who lifts your spirits and makes you laugh? You (or they) may not reach out during the dark months - make the dates now.

What is in your pantry - do you have some beets, yams, onions, and mineral rich foods to accompany them? Our soils are not what they used to be, so minerals from bones and seaweed become essential to include.

What seeds are you dropping? Are they seeds right under you that need loam and compost like an acorn? (Family?) Are they far reaching seeds that need wind and currents like a dandelion? (Outreach, communications, non-profit work?) Or perhaps they are water-carried seeds: emotions which need transformation, emollient tending, and purification, like the little linden seeds.
Consider the nature of the seeds you are dispersing.
Each type of seed requires a timing, a mode of transportation, a temperature, and a specific means of protection as it germinates. Some require a catalyst like fire.

Many wild edible seeds don't even get sweet until they've been kissed by frost, like rose hips.

Go inside and nourish you, get outside and harvest roots and seeds :)


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