Earthwork Part Two: Herbs for Grounding

by Janet Kent. We talk a lot on this blog about reconnection, the potential for healing of individual, society and environment when we reconnect to the more-than –human world. Here, I want to talk about a kind of reconnection possible wherever we are, the medicine of presence. In this culture of over-stimulation and information overload, … Continue reading Earthwork Part Two: Herbs for Grounding

Earthwork, Part One: Staying Grounded in Tumultuous Times

by Janet Kent. Our world has become increasingly chaotic. Uncertainty is the rule. For many who live subject to the whims of the current administration, fear and powerlessness have become the dominant emotions.  Arbitrary and cruel executive orders come down from the oligarchs daily, sending shock waves through an already stunned public. News of the … Continue reading Earthwork, Part One: Staying Grounded in Tumultuous Times

Herbalism as a Tool for Social Justice 

by Janet Kent and Jen Stovall *CONTENT WARNING: this essay details elements of the violent and racist history of American Biomedicine. We also discuss contemporary injustice in medicine. Take care of yourself. Fifty years ago in March, 1965, Martin Luther King Jr. led the march from Selma to Montgomery to demand voting rights for African … Continue reading Herbalism as a Tool for Social Justice 

Winter Reverie and Rant (and why its a good time for Hawthorn)                                    

by Janet Kent  One of the great joys of living in the woods year round is watching the seasonal changes of the plants and landscape. While fall and spring in the Southern Appalachian Mountains are famously beautiful, winter receives less acclaim, except when the hills and trees are covered with snow. Though the snowy landscape … Continue reading Winter Reverie and Rant (and why its a good time for Hawthorn)                                    

Root Work                                                    

by Janet Kent This summer, I went with my mother to visit the cemetery where her parents and other relatives are buried, less than a mile from the one room shack where she and her three siblings grew up. My grandmother, Elizabeth Pitman Buchanan, died of tuberculosis when my mother was 9 years old—and even … Continue reading Root Work