Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
More Earth Medicine
On my arm, I found a tiny red dot: no biggie. I thought "stinger," and half remembered something I'd heard about them. I started squeezing on either side of the red dot: if there was a stinger, I should remove it, I was thinking. But that maneuver only served to bring on the heat! Burn, burn: did it ever burn! I ransacked my brain for some folk wisdom that might help. And by grace or luck, I found it: "clay draws," I heard. And lickety-split, off I went to make a little paste of it to smear onto my red-hot skin.
Wow: I'd forgotten how a bee sting...well, stings! But wonder of wonders, the clay relieved that--eliminated it, in fact, instantly and completely. It worked like magic.
I'm quite sure I didn't know clay existed when I was last stung (whenever that was). I think we used ice on them in those days--which isn't a bad anesthetic, but it doesn't take the pain away; it just masks it. I don't believe I've heard anything since about using clay for stings. I think the nugget of wisdom I unearthed was snakebite related. But my brain made the leap--et voila!
Yet again, I see how well the Earth knows her way with herself. Of course she does. And I am grateful to be privy to that wisdom.
Friday, August 12, 2011
What do you notice? It should happen rather quickly, the off kilter feeling--it did for me, anyway. And that's no big surprise, right? But notice the extent of the "tilt" feeling for a clear and immediate window into the countless anatomical and physiological elements that so flawlessly, expertly, seamlessly, come together to accomplish our uprightness and mobility at any given standing or ambling moment. After the initial sense of tilt, you might notice something happening: it will be those hidden elements made visible by way of a sort of scrambling to put you in balance, to adjust. How marvelous is this Intelligent Design!?
I find it downright awe inspiring to think of all the unsung heroes of the human body, doing their jobs so perfectly day in and day out without so much as a speck of notice, thanks, or praise. Today I give notice. Today I thank. Today I wholeheartedly praise the unnamed marvels of the everyday.
Friday, August 05, 2011
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Thursday, August 04, 2011
Tanglewood 'Gets 'er oIrish Oon'
Well fancy that! It's been at least four years since I've partaken in the annual musical feast that is Tanglewood on Parade out Berkshire way. And it seems that somewhere over that stretch of time the Alpine horn demonstration on the Main House Lawn has given way to a Classical Tangent Celtic style! How grand is that for a lass who left a good healthy piece of 'er heart on the Emerald Isle.
I'm no videographer (and forgive the wind), but perhaps you'll enjoy to have a look at what I filmed of it just the same. Don't miss the Irish step dance about two minutes in--and a hearty "T'anks!" to the fiddler's daughter for steppin' up f'r it.
Cheers from the Porch at Tanglewood!