DISCLAIMER: ALWAYS USE CAUTION WHEN IDENTIFYING
PLANTS. USE YOUR FIELD GUIDES AND LEARN YOUR LATIN NAMES. WHEN IN DOUBT,
FIND AN EXPERT. NO ARTICLE IN THIS SERIES IS INTENDED TO GIVE MEDICAL
OR ANY OTHER ADVICE IN THE HEALING ARTS OTHER THAN THAT OF A LAY PERSON.
This uppity garden visitor is the diminutive Disc Mayweed, better
known as Pineapple Weed (Matricaria discoidea). It pops up all over the
cracks and cracks of your local sidewalks in many places here in
Michigan. It is also fond of meadows where chamomile would like to grow.
Indeed, this is only to be expected as it is often known as wild
chamomile. I have found it often to be not far away from anywhere a
cottonwood tree grows. Britton,
N.L., and A. Brown. 1913. An illustrated flora of the northern United
States, Canada and the British Possessions. 3 vols. Charles Scribner’s
Sons, New York. Vol. 3: 521. Public Domain
This plant has some real gumption. It seems to grow through spots
that it should not be able to command. It can be found in every county
of this beautiful Michigan mitten. This spirit is such that it bucked
the system and decided to jump the big water over to the older countries
form these shores.
This is one of the few weedy American plants that has apparently spread to (rather than from) Europe. – Herbarium, University of Michigan
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This groovy green visitor is good for munching, mending upset
stomachs, and making money magicks. So grab your little linen sacks and
start gathering them whilst most folks ignore the treasures in their own
yards. Let us look at what this gem has in store for the teapot, the
medicinal tisane, and the table altar.
Like a chamomile, it is best gathered in the earlier in the morning
while it is still wet with dew. The younger the lacy leaves that you
gather, the better it will be for your tastes. If you wait too long, it
can turn just a might bitter. You know, like tax forms.
The plant has a distinct pineapple smell when you crush or bruise it.
The taste is a bit sweeter than chamomile. Yes, that is why it is
called what it is. It can be added to salads for a mellow addition to
fruit and nuts. Strawberry and blackberry mix well with this in a nice
acorn leaf blend to refresh the palate. GrowitCookitCanit has a fabulous
recipe for Pineapple Weed Tea to pick you up when you just need a little bit of sunshine in a cup. Honey should be local, if you can get it.
For our healing handyfolks, we have a good deal of usage that may be
gained from the addition of this golden and green sweetheart. According
toSarah at Midwest Permaculture, its uses include
“include treating gastrointestinal upset and gas, infected sores, fevers, menstrual pain and postpartum anemia
Hmmm, that is quite a lot from a mighty mini. However, sometimes we
ignore clues in our faces. But let us look a bit at the name of the
plant itself for a revelation.
`Matricaria` stems from the Latin matrix meaning `mother` while `caria` is Latin for `dear`. This gives us `mother dear`.
This name refers to the medicinal use of pineapple weed for easing
the pain of the menstrual cycle, as well as for treating colic in
babies. –A Tea-Lover`s Soul Weed, by Jenny Harker
Prosperity magick is right up the alley of this plant you can find
near the alley. Those golden heads can bring gold, so adding this to a
prosperity working is a winner. It is also known as a plant that is good
for domestic and familial harmony. So add to your floor washes to lift
the home life. I would even consider weaving it into your early wreathes
for your windows.
Now, I know we have had some good luck with finding songs about the
herbs we are covering. But this time, we are just going to have to use
the feeling and properties of the herb here for our inspiration for
music. With that in mind, enjoy Katrina & The Waves, “Walking on Sunshine“.
DISCLAIMER: ALWAYS USE CAUTION WHEN IDENTIFYING
PLANTS. USE YOUR FIELD GUIDES AND LEARN YOUR LATIN NAMES. WHEN IN DOUBT,
FIND AN EXPERT. NO ARTICLE IN THIS SERIES IS INTENDED TO GIVE MEDICAL
OR ANY OTHER ADVICE IN THE HEALING ARTS OTHER THAN THAT OF A LAY PERSON.
Time to fire up the pan and take those yummy ramps into your hands.
Ramps, ramsons, or Bear’s Garlic (Allium ursinum) is a tasty spring
treat for foragers. This is equally true whether you are foraging in the
woods out at Lakeshore or at the local farmer’s market. They are a fleeting treasure for munchers, tonic takers, and kitchen practitioners.
This wild allium pops up in sandy to loamy soil in the early Spring, usually around April here in Michigan. They seem to coincide with morel season. They are not as elusive, but you won’t find them easily down the road either. Just this week, I cooked some in chicken broth, with some sliced mushrooms, salt, pepper, and a bit of oregano. Good eating.A lot of folks swear by this little strongly scented wonder. Botanicseye give a good breakdown of the most common attributes sought after by its lovers.
Additionally, Ramson can be beneficial in the treatment of asthma, bronchitis and emphysema. A juice made from the plant can be used in weight loss programs. Used externally, Ramson can be helpful as a circulation stimulant in cases of rheumatic and arthritic joints. – BotanicsEye
I really like this plant. So much so, that I am including another video for better identification.
Now, it is very important to make sure you are gathering the right
plant. Smell it. It should smell like garlic. Again, be careful in
identifying this plant in the field.
Since bear’s garlic has become so popular, many people
have tried to collect the plant in the wild. Several cases of poisoning
have been reported in recent years, as there are a few toxic plants with
roughly similar leaves, particularly lily of the valley (Convallaria majus, Convallariaceae/Asparaginales) and autumn crocus (meadow saffron, naked ladies, Colchicum autumnale, Colchicaceae/Liliales). Both plants do not show even traces of garlic odour, and similarities are in the best case superficial, or even non-existent. – Spice Pages
You will die. And then you can use the nice little flowers on your grave site next to your cairn, I guess. Paying attention now?
For our healers, this plant is high in sulfur and rich in vitamins A
and C. The body does not store vitamin C, so this is a great thing to
eat after a long winter. Just remember, it will make its presence known
in on the breath of the person consuming it, as well as other smelly
ways. You have been warned.
As far as common usage for our kitchen witchin’ friends, it is a
protective plant. Like many alliums, it is used to protect against
general misfortune, as well as combined with other spell components for
exorcism. Sniff it, you will see why it probably would be good to fend
off most nasties.
Be a responsible gatherer when you harvest it. Just cut off the tops and leave some root. That way it will be there next year.
Well, it finally happened. The final show of what was foreshadowed has revealed itself. Shea Moisture has opened wide its entire figurative mouth in order to firmly shove its foot deep therin.
You see, the reason this is in this column is because lookism is a thing, and the circles where colorism and lookism occur are just as relevant in magickal communities. It is a real thing when the hair atop the priestess's head is not contributing to her confidence. And before you come for me with the whole "the Gods do not care how we look" banner, you can pack it up and put it in your altar box. As a real human, I know it DOES matter how I feel about my appearance when I do rituals.
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The faith and hope placed by African American practitioners in their personal products are just as germane to ritual attire as any bracelet or robe. The company that many of us turned to as a part of our Black Pagan Liberation Theology cache of supplies is particularly poignant in its betrayal. Their marketing campaign has made it very clear that the very people who helped the original brand grow, before it was sold, have been made extraneous to their demographic.
I do not use their products on a regular basis. My hair is a hot conglomeration of curls and bad decisions. But my daughter's hair has benefited from it at least a couple of go rounds. Especially when we were going out in public and "people were looking" at us. It was important to be able to trust a product that I knew had been borne of a dream by folks who understood what an important role hair can play in our psyches.
So, I am watching this mess and shaking my head. Candles are burning but they are not reflecting light off any one's hair in this home that would have this product on its strands. Why? Because the gods don't like ugly, and neither do I.
DISCLAIMER: ALWAYS USE CAUTION WHEN IDENTIFYING PLANTS.
USE YOUR FIELD GUIDES AND LEARN YOUR LATIN NAMES. WHEN IN DOUBT, FIND AN
EXPERT. NO ARTICLE IN THIS SERIES IS INTENDED TO GIVE MEDICAL OR ANY
OTHER ADVICE IN THE HEALING ARTS OTHER THAN THAT OF A LAY PERSON.
This little star in the mist is known and loved by many a homesteader
and natural food grazer, of course I am talking about chickweed. Our
little Stellaria media
is popping up almost everywhere here in Michigan. Chickens love it,
healers dig it (see what I did there?), and tasty foods include it on
the tables. Kitchen witches, raise your forks and your pestles and
prepare to get to know this treasure in your midst.
You will find your prize located near wetter areas usually, although
some folks have it as a ground cover. It is usually seen as a weed,
since it is a very fertile annual and likes to increase its number, kind
of like taxes and incense collections. It will pop up again if it was
there last year, barring unnatural interference and prevention. But why
prevent it? It has many uses.
Primarily, eat it. This plant, unless near a toxic area, and if
identified properly, is usually perfectly same to eat. Yum yum, eat the
little darling, but only in moderation, as its leaves contain saponins. While they are not necessarily harmful to us in normal amounts, no need to go overdoing it.
Unlike many wild edibles, the chickweed’s stems, leaves,
flowers and seeds are all edible. It does hold nitrates and people with
allergies to daisies might want to pass it by. Only the Mouse-ear
chickweed has to be cooked. – by Green Deane
This is the wonderful time of year when we are experiencing the pop
of crocus and the songs of birds all around us, and this is a great time
to enjoy a nice treat on your table from the garden.
Understanding that
we can eat in season to vary our diet is important to good health and
keeping in harmony with the turning of the Wheel of the Year. There is a lovely recipe for chickweed bread at Eat The Weeds.
For the healers out there, time to get your snippers out and ready
your collection satchels. This is a useful contribution to your salve
cabinet. It has a virtual buffet of uses for remedies.
Try to wait until after Beltane to gather it. Remember, always take a
modest harvest of any wild growing things. Be mindful and respectful
when you gather, and leave something for thanks. I always encouraged my
students in the Black Moon Grove to do this, and they are very good
about leaving plant spikes (a thank you to our Grove Leader for that
lovely innovation over just cornmeal or silver).
To explore its magickal properties, keep in mind that it is usually
associated with lunar energy. Mysteries and workings with relationships,
fertility (seeds are prolific, so yeah….), and birds love it, so if you
are working with them this is the plant for you.
Incenses made with this plant draw in those energies as well. Dry a
bit for your incense cabinet. Hang upside down for easiest uniform
results.
You can find some seeds here at Alchemy Works,
if you cannot find it wild. A little patch in grown in a corner, or
even in an old cracked teapot, can give us just the right amount of
space for this bit of tiny-petaled joy.
BONUS:
Enjoy this song, “Chick Weed.aif” by Brotherhood of the Jug Band Blues.
Yesterday, what started out as a fantastic day full of promise at a dog park wound up in a fight for survival for Sophie, a beloved animal companion of three of our own. A small dog, she suffered terrifying injuries as the result of a bite to her abdomen. The severe puncture was so grave that part of her intestine was actually exposed.
Her guardians, Celeste, LeAnn, and Dame, rushed her to the Blue Pearl animal hospital in the desperate race to save her life. The surgery needed cost $4000, a huge sum for a small household. But Sophie has a secret. She has a whole Family of folks who love her and her house.
The call has gone out, and I am amplifying it here, to help the fight to save and care for Sophie. They surgery was successful, but she is not out of the woods yet. The costs that are accruing are a severe hardship.
They are asking for help from our Metro Detroit Pagan family to assist them in paying for what is a life saving operation for a life saving dog. That's right, she is a life saver. She is a dog that alerts when health crises happens.
More care is needed now. The drain and sutures will be coming out, but that doesn't mean the bills will stop. If you can help, please do. If you cannot donate, please share.
A gofundme called Save Sophie-Emergency Surgery exists to help in this effort. Many have answered the call in small and large ways. Every little bit helps.
"Any funds over the amount of the
surgery will be donated to Frankie's Friends which is a new non-profit
set up through Blue Pearl for situations just like these. Please help us
by donations now. If we are lucky, we will be able to help Sophie and
Frankie's friends. Please press the donate button now. We desperately
need your help."
So, let me begin by stating that no agent, representative, or corporation has in any way had any part of what I am about to write in this piece. I am grown and say what I wish. Also, if you have a problem with what I write here, if you think it cuts a little too close to your personal picket fence of skullduggery and F**kery, then good. Maybe you will gather yourself and govern your future actions accordingly so that you do not create a brands and reputations that may paint you as part of the Legion of Failwaffles that is marching forth like bedbugs across the living room of our respectable Pagan and Holistic retreat virtual homes.
Oh, and I have no problem with anyone who has an issue with commenting on my page in the comment section. I also have no problem with putting your nasty little tactics on blast if I have to do so. All the offenders that have contributed to my OPINION PIECE have nasty little skeletons, so keep your mouth in check. There are multiple butt mushroom offenders that have ignited my ire, so if you don't like me, GET TO THE BACK OF THE LINE. Keep your little legion of Soccer Moms on a leash.
There is punch, and all gender bathrooms are on the left.
I do not like bullies. I never have. I never will. I especially do not like bullies that go up to a group of children on a block and decide that the block is now theirs. Much like the Three Billy Goat story, you know?
Which brings me to my current disgust and contempt for the recent trend over the past few years that has seen the life works of prominent and respected apothecaries, herbalists, naturalists, indigenous practitioners, and other STOLEN UNDER THE COLORS OF OPPORTUNISTIC NEGATIVE CAPITALISM. Oh, did I stutter? Was that not clear?
STOLEN UNDER THE COLORS OF OPPORTUNISTIC NEGATIVE CAPITALISM
Just because something is not outright illegal, and people go about forcing the issue through might vs right does not make it the proper action. A bully with a big brother or sister could enforce their views about taking a block and with this lovely menace, can hold the geography. Or, a good attorney can play the system into letting a blatant injustice happen in a court room to a victim if they are wily enough to do it. And, an excellent opportunist can overhear a phrase seek to own it if they file the right paperwork, making sure that it basically becomes hostage to corporate interests, no matter what the ethics or detriment to others may be, in the name of cash acquisition douche baggery.
I think you are disgusting and should wipe your skulls out with toilet paper because you have a nasty mind window and it colors your view of the world. What kind of people decide that it is a great thing to capture a hundreds of years old formula and take it? What kind of folks take a name of a cultural seasonal observation that is thousands of years old and does that? What kind of person takes a two word phrase from a heroic moment and takes that from a cultural and historical moment in time? Or even better, take a set of prayerful body postures in an entire system relevant to a distinct culture and co-opt it with the name of your book club and make it about YOU?
Who raised these people?
No matter the religion or path, they will find nastiness has a price.
I have watched direct seller companies, individuals, and corp entities go feeding frenzy on small people when they manage to gobble up and steal away a traditional thing and mark it their own. This has happened repeatedly in the last few years. But NEVER have I seen such unseemly displays of cravageousness as I have seen by a select 7 of them during the last 3 years. Truly, it is enough to make mild curdle with the sour content of these hordes of franchising and robber baron branding styles freaks off the leash and their litigious war dogs.
Douche empirism: because I feel it should be mine, my senses tell me it is. I can taste, smell, and touch the greed of my own soul, so it is just. Because I suck.
Where are your mothers?
The libraries of America do not welcome your hustle in their folklore sections.
Ok, so let us not forget the little shrinking violets trying to be unnoticed in the corner either. Yes, you carbon-headed cut-purse. The ones who keep taking indigenous practices, changing 3 things, and making it an ancient "system" that was "improved upon" by your gracious self. Eat a hawthorn thorn. No, seriously, like go soak in some valerian to get the stink off of your ethics please. Have some intestinal fortitude and claim your own stuff and just cite your bibliography as an influence like most people. Stop trying to steal all and sundry and try to, oh I don't know, make your own thing. You know, like NOT reselling cultural crafts and practices with your freaking brandmarker on them, marking them up, and then crowding out entire communities in their OWN SPACES by your bargain basement bilge watered down plastic pop culture shelf liners.
Too much?
Nah, you can take it.
Just go SMUDGE yourself.
Or do something ELSE to yourself.
HARD
Knock it off. No one thinks you are cute. You may fool the folks who have no idea what you have done, but the Law of Return doesn't stop chugging along for anyone, and that train is never late. It will come to your station, and it is always on time. This is no way reflects on those who have been duped by you. Nor does it apply to the untold multitudes of cheerleaders you have affirming your right to be as SUCKY AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE AS A HUMAN to your fellow humans by ripping off cultural formulas and ideas and observances because you DO NOT WANT TO PLAY FAIR OR DEAL WITH REAL COMPETITION.
Truly, and sincerely, I mean it when I say.
Up Yours.
For those readers who find that they, too, are moved to embrace ethics in the cultural arenas when it c comes to appropriative practices, please feel free to start your own discussion groups about it and educate people. Get involved in your own places and spaces so that you become guardians of societies. The future is in your hands.
It is all of us against the legion of douche wagons.
Now that I have your attention, your titillation, and your curiosity, this quick piece is about counterculture and the current lack of bad ass Grrrlz who are not bogged down in movements. Where the fuck is the Tank Girl of our generation on a musical level? Where is our in-your-face fuck authority rocker femme who is not afraid to bash a monster bass line and talk politically to power with a smile and a sneer? Did the same magick that spawned Wendy and Joan (though more rock) die out when autotune hit?
I turn on the media blaster of choice at any given time and in the rush and fury of moving mouths I hear almost no rage with edge and fire other than in “established” groups. I am of an age, (that would be 46 you nosey barker), that knows music is not just entertainment. It is supposed to be all encompassing eggsy (woman here) badassery at times. I am surrounded by safety pin warriors for social justice who wouldn’t know a good fight authority song if it shoved itself up their asses.
Make no mistake, I appreciate all the spoken word, floetry, Indigenous folk, and hip hop stylings of artistic protest by the many cultures in our nation. But where is my fist pumping “fuck you” song for the administrative nightmare going on right now? Why is there no anthem with screaming leads that inspire folks my age to get my blood pumping and my focus going? Where is the musical battering ram of social commentary that my daughter can use to scream and thrash and rally (with her friendboys) that speaks to the new times?
Look, I was everything when I was a kid. And I mean everything. Because I am from Detroit. We live on music like oxygen. You could be any race, religion, creed, or gender, and you could still jam to any music and find its message. Working class is in the very grains of the soil and sidewalks of the city and its suburbs. So when I tell you I know what power music has to motivate and express the heart of generations and movements, I know what I am talking about for real.
I wore safety pins in my face and watched the Plasmatics on television, shook my ass to Parliament, grinded my hips to Prince, and hollered along off key with Johnny Cash on the tape deck. Social and political commentary discussions always had a soundtrack. My first boyfriend was in a Punk band called SockEye Salmon at St. Andrew’s Hall and played in the Shelter (translation: dive bar that had real music and was the unofficial hunting ground for local hormonal virgin slayers). I am pulling my figurative hair out waiting for that musical messiah to arise with a bass in one hand, a microphone in front of her black-lipsticked lips, and a middle finger in the other hand, belting out the angst and rage of the times. And so far I have a singer/actress named Lady Gaga in front of me singing with Metallica and making the fucking soul of Dio cry.
Rise up, Grrrlz. There are plenty of us that will support you. And that means buying your stuff, and paying for it, not just stealing it. I got a pair of black boots and an old leather jacket just aching to take a ride.
