Soothing surgery scars with some herbal whoop-ass.

Making herbal whoop-ass is something we really love to do here at the Hotel Daire. For several years we used Herbalism as the focus of our homeschool efforts. You can study chemistry, botany, math, anthropology, and history all while gaining useful skills and creating a family apothecary. Back in June Dr. Metro, my naturopath, suggested that I get…

Call of the Wild

Labor Day weekend. Wow, seems like the summer flew by. Last week we traveled up into the edge of Olympic National Park to camp a few days, and then rushed back so I could meet up with my friend Amy to spend a few days in the Cascades at Breitenbush. 18 hours of driving to…

Dreams of Yew, or coming to terms with Taxotere

While reading on the blogs of some gals, who are currently going through chemo, I have been reminded of the immense respect and love I now feel for the beautiful Pacific Yew tree. These complex and gnarly trees are in a fabled family associated with mystery from way way back. Like two hundred million years…

Lughnasa!

This weekend might have marked the 9th annual Lughnasa Festival at the Blue Scorcher if the stars had aligned differently.  Lughnasa! the ancient Irish festival of first harvest. Celebration of berries, grain and the descent of the sun. I organized three community festivals to recognize it from 2007-2009.  Each year approximately 1,000- 3,000 people attended. It required nearly 100…

Ah Statistics! Tamoxifen Update #3

As I continue to question and research Tamoxifen I see that there is no way of applying statistics to the individual, just the possibility of having a generality. Statistics are like a squall passing through, who knows where the rain will fall? Or who will be at the right angle for a rainbow?  There are always those…

“Mama More Berries!”

If you haven’t noticed before I am fairly obsessed with berries, enough so that my firstborn son uttered his first sentence about them.  All the wild berries are frankly one of the best parts of living in the Northwest.  They are like jewels, filled with vitamins and a microcosm of yum.  I love them all, even the…

Charging up the Soul Batteries

A few weeks back in the last rays of sun Joe and I took a stroll on the there-and-back-again version of our neighborhood loop. The light was so good I wanted to drink it. We passed only one person in the perfect evening – one of our neighbors, enjoying his own stroll. He alerted us to…

Little Miracles Everywhere

Yesterday on my blustery walk home I saw what I believed to be a plastic bag caught in the blackberries next to the river.  Just as I began to climb down the rocks to retrieve it, I heard a cheery bike bell in the distance.  Martin! pedaling home from weaving class on his bike.  Announcing, “Never…

Is Tamoxifen the Boat?

There is a humorous fable about how God intercedes in our lives, probably told in millions of churches the world over. A big storm sets the water to rising, and soon it has turned into a flood.  A man looks up at the sky and secure in his faith, he asks God to save him.  Just at…

Contributing Factors Part 2- Wellness

My last post focused on a top ten list of why I believe I started cancering. This here post is a roundup of things I count towards health.  I’m curious about what others are trying- please comment below as to what feels healing to you. When ever I have gone into the Oncologist’s office, or…

Winged seeds of childhood relics

My father was a small town osteopathic doctor. The community was not wealthy, and he accepted samples from the pharmaceutical reps so as to provide free medicine to some of his patients. Giving them handfuls of little two pill packages to see them through their illness. When his children were sick, we often got samples too,…

Lost… and then Found

Miracle Chicken 2015 was a bad year for chickens around here. Our flock in town was much diminished by predators, and the flock out at our Svensen garden had a complete massacre,… or so we thought.  Then a few weeks ago, our friend who gardens out at our place saw one lone chicken. She survived feral all…