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Jangled, fixed quick, and then forgot to remember…

Today I had one of those days. Everything got on my nerves. Dogs barks sounded louder. People bumped into me in the store. Cars and trucks sounded like they were in high gear. I could hear my thoughts whirling around, and my neck hurt. What the??? This was not typical for me.

So the weather was wierd. Granted. It’s mid-November and here it was in the mid-60’s (that’s about 20 degrees warmer than expected) and winds going between 10 and 30 miles an hour. And all day it went back and forth between fog, sunshine and pouring rain!

Was I reacting to the crazy weather? Or did the weather feel so crazy because I was? Can’t say. All I know is I was so bent out of shape I felt like a pretzel. Then I remembered. Hey, I’m the 21st Century Medicine Woman. I know what to do. I make this stuff. I went and opened myMellow Monkey, slurped some and raced off to an appointment. I actually had a really productive meeting, came home and realized the kitchen was a mess and it was time to get a few things in shape. I cleaned for a while, then went out to take care of the chickens (not a joke. We have six of them). I gave the dog fresh water (one dog). The ducks were fine (three — all girls). They love the rain. That done, I sat down at the computer and as I focused on my work I realized I was feeling good. Sounds were back to normal and I wasn’t getting jangled. We’re talking now more than four hours after I took a dropper full of the Monkey, and I finally remembered I had taken it! I felt solid. If not great, definitely good. It reminded me of many times feeling better after an acupuncture treatment, yet feeling so naturally better I didn’t even relate it to the treatment.

With that I not only remembered that I had taken my own medicine, so to speak. Most importantly I remembered why I made it, why I sell it, why I believe in it.

It’s just there, patiently, mellowly, waiting to help me be better to myself.


The Beginning of OnePlanet Herbs

It just occurs to me, so many months into my business — OnePlanet Herbs ( — that I never mentioned how it started. It came to me as a dream in the middle of the night. I had been struggling to put all the pieces of my interests, knowledge and  experience together into something I’d want to do forever. In waking time all I was getting was frustrated.

Then this idea hit. It brought together my love of plants, of herbs, of the rainforest, my years of trial and error and of study, my work in sustainability, and my business and writing experience.  I went to sleep wondering, jeeezzz, what next; woke up one complete person with a plan, a company-to-be, and ready to roll! I woke with images of baby boomers and younger  It brought together my love of plants, of herbs, of the rainforest, my years of trial and error and of study, and my business and writing experience. There I was, one complete person ready to roll.

When I woke I had images of baby boomers and other discovering brand new and powerful herbs. Of helping people cope with pain from sore joints and arthritis in a natural way. What became Leaping Lizard was a way to help my sister who I had watched swallow pills and suffer with arthritic pain for years. That was a very personal search for me.

And so many of my friends telling me they were tired and needed more energy — that became Sloth-No-More. Or totally stressed out and couldn’t sleep … yay for Mellow Monkey.

And so it went. After months of uncertainty, it just rolled itself out in front of me.  After months of uncertainty, it just rolled itself out in front of me. I felt so lucky. Then I remembered how much went into that moment and my buddy Joe’s favorite quote floated up: “The harder you work, the luckier you get!”


Landmark moon

Today was the last day of shaking my first batch of herbs. Perfect that it is a deep, still and dark night. It is as if all the herbal brews of all the women helpers and healers are resting in the hidden and unseen corners of this moonless night. Waiting to grow again, to flourish. And as of tomorrow the herbs will lie undisturbed a few days and as the moon grows they will transmute and combine to become tinctures. My first batch of alchemical transformations.

At the more mundane level I still am running the obstacle course with the Dept of Ag and dealing with the hurdles of starting. Inertia is powerful, but my will is stronger and my joy is greater.

I must say it is, at best, exhausting to spend, spend, spend with nothing coming in. At worst, it’s terrifying. Of course it’s all taking longer, there’s more to do and more money is flowing outward than anticipated. But when I saw the Market on opening day this Saturday I knew this would go well. It feels like a lifetime ago that I made so many mistakes in my last retail endeavor. Learning can be a bitch. But learned I have.  There’s anoher huge difference.

This project springs from the deepest parts of me and I feel a gentle support and guidance on this path. More than that, I feel like it was a part of me before it ever began being born. It lay hidden, like the dreams and spirits of healers on a dark new moon night.  



Wow! I made my first tinctures, after calling on all to support and guide me in a wonderful blessing ceremony for my new undertaking. That night I dreamed of being ushered into the back room of an herbalists’s store, where the remedies were made. It was magical and I was like a kid in a candy store. It was a room as huge as it was old. Work stations were everywhere with broths cooking, pots boiling, steam rising and the deep dark aroma of herb mixtures. The owner talked with me and then said I could look around and ask questions. I wanted to know the secrets. I remember so strongly wanting to know that. It was the strength of the wanting that woke me.

The next night I was in a discussion with some someones — which herb should be the mother tonic? Which the mother sedative? We went back and forth and opinions flew. I remember none of it, but when I woke I knew which would be each.

Then last night, or rather in the early hours of the morning I dreamed of the wee people. The faery folk. Never had I had a sleeping dream of them. What roused me was the plight of a faery, a man. Somehow he wasn’t an elf, he was a faery, though without wings. He was dressed neatly in a suit and tie, but some idiot had put him in a bottle and then left. His plight was that he had to pee and couldn’t get out. Of course I helped him, but was astounded that anyone could be so thoughtless. I was also surprised at just how tiny he was. I knew they were small, but seeing it up close was still a surprise.

Dreams of business and the business of dreams merge seamlessly as my body, mind, spirit mend. It’s all part of the same healing, the yummy goody I have craved.



How I carried myself over the threshold

It’s taking shape. Each day brings new insights. Today for example I realized how much I don’t know. I realized how I can look at things as challenges, hurdles, or exits. For example. I really hate forms, bureaucracy, red tape of all kinds. Even rather harmless ones. I hate to admit it, but I actually lost a lot of scholarship money in college because I procrastinated looking at the forms until the deadline had passed. Even that didn’t teach me to be like Nike — and just do it.

Nevertheless, driven by a need to know and desire to succeed today I overcame my tendency to postpone this until approximately the year 2050. I ventured into the quintessential beaurocracy — the County Health Department. I needed to know what would come at me if I were to sell herbs at the local farmer’s market.  Herbs. Big gray area.  Instead of dealing with the County’s beaurocracy, bad enough… I get to deal with the state dept. of ag. Must be karma for missing the damn deadlines.

Anyway, I heard the familiar refrain in my head. The old song and dance. I can’t do this. It’s going to cost too much, they’re going to want things I won’t know, knowledge I can’t provide and yada yada yada.

Then another refrain popped in and actually booted the old familiar one out. I can do this. Others have done it and survived. People who barely speak English managed it. People who brought a lot less to the table have done it.  More than that. I realized this wasn’t meant to put me out of business before I even started. It was meant to set guidelines. And that would be okay. I’d manage. Hell, I might even get some support out of it.

I think my business partner worked his magic because I realized I was bigger than the sum of my fears and procrastinations. So, like I said the same event can be felt and interpreted in so many ways. This time the challenge transformed into a small step; the hurdle was a little puddle I could jump, and the exit well tha exit became an entrance. What made the difference was my passion. Everything else crumbled in the face of it. It was powerful enough to carry me with all my baggage over the threshhold and right through the door. 



Jaguar — my business partner

I’m building on so many levels that I’m often at loose ends. Today I was given a powerful image of protection — Jaguar. It’s happened beforJaguar head shote when I really needed it. Now as I seek to build my herb business I’m reaching again into the unseen realms for support. Below are excerpts from an Aztec Tarot deck that just happened to select Jaguar as a sample. Serendipity at it again.

I‘ve noticed I do a lot of work at night, in my sleep when things are on my mind. Sometimes it feels really busy in there:  ” there is great power at work on a subliminal or subconscious level. Your conscious mind is often unaware of the workings of your deep mind, but trust that there is a hurricane brewing under the surface and that all the courage and power you need are yours.” Cool.

I’m sometimes considered too brash, and actually was described as a bull dog only yesterday. Still, I feel I need confidence in ways I haven’t in the past: “Authority emanates from your very soul, and those around you can feel its pulse. The outward manifestation of this authority may take some time to develop. It will be felt before it is seen, but others will react to its invisible presence just the same.” Hepful.

And ultimately, a cornerstone of this business is for me to manifest myself fully as who I am: “…those who sincerely want the best for you will appreciate your newfound power in a favorable and supportive way, offering encouragement and respect.” That’s important. Meanwhile: “Those who have low self-esteem or low self-worth will tend to feel threatened by this inner power of yours and might find reasons to avoid you or may deliberately act against you in surreptitious ways.” Sadly this does ring bells, unpleasant ones at that.

I’ve always had the ridiculous tendency to believe what people say. Duh. Can’t count the number of times that’s gotten me in trouble. Here’s what Jaguar says about that: “…learn to become more sensitive to the unspoken language of others. Pay attention to how others conduct themselves with body language, facial expression, and tone of voice in addition to noting what they say and what they don’t say. Bingo.

This was a boon, as business, business, business is on my mind: “Jaguar’s presence not only evidences inner power, but it is an extremely auspicious sign for external success. His close affiliation with the Sun promises a Jaguar in the forestfavorable outcome in the issues that have been in your thoughts of late. Jaguar is Nature’s most successful hunter, literally at the top of the food chain, and offers the same degree of accomplishment for you.” Yum!

And since there’s no such thing as a free lunch, even from Jaguar:  “The accompanying requirement is that you must claim it as your own and use this power with integrity and grace, applying it with the focus of your mind and the sincerity of your heart to access your true self, your highest goals, and your best resolve.”  And so may it be.


Business beginnings

It’s tough. Think clearly, dream big. Go for it, be cautious. Act. Research. It’s like trying to figure out what’s healthy to eat. No two sources say the same thing and some are downright contradictory.

Here’s what I know. I have a purpose and a passion. I want to save our planet. I don’t have too much normal about me and that would include viewing our earth as Gaia, a living being filled with creatures of the Goddess and the Gods. Even filled with multiple realms. From deep in my soul I am called to merge magic and medicine, elemental power and joy, living on the earth and giving back to the earth.

Sometimes I feel it makes me ill-prepared to cope with the regularities of life-as-we-know-it. Things like keeping a schedule, staying organized, earning money, interacting with ‘normal’ folks. But out of my sense of loyalty to the air I breathe, the water I drink, and the earth that gives sustanance I am determined to spread the herb word.  

Of course there’s also solar. Can I dream two businesses at once?