Busy season for the feral forager...

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So I haven't written in quiet a few days because I was at the coast, during the lowest tide of the year, harvesting stuff; mostly mussels, barnacles, Uvi Ursi and Nori seaweed (yum!) It was a really amazing experience, both because the tide pools where bursting at the seams with yummy deliciousness, and because this woman named Susan was saying at the cabin with us, a lady who is well-versed in energy healing. So I traded house-cleaning for a few energy healing sessions. That is the first time in my life I've gone into a trance, brought on by someone else's energy, so that was an interesting experience, which left me feeling sort of natural high and ecstatic, which lead to a joyful, ecstatic frolic on the beach, complete with rolling in the sand and making sand angels. (Lately, I feel as though I've been making love to the natural world, and my partner that night was an Evening Primrose blossom, which I declared my love to and told her I'd wear her in my hair, if I ever get married.)

So...powerful experiences...the ocean tends to do that to a person. As a result of my gathering, I've been eating almost nothing but seafood for the past four days, and sharing seafood with my friends as well. And now that I'm back in town, I'm realizing all the other stuff that is ripe and ready for harvest...hazelnuts, cherries, blackberries and raspberries and blueberries, comfrey, grapes just about, Uvi Ursi that needs tincturing, a possum at my friend Serena's that needs butchering....gosh, no rest for the wicked, I guess. Not to mention all the groups that need my help at the moment; a new division of Earth First! that is starting up, the woman's health collective (or whatever we are calling ourselves these days,) a possible fund raiser I might put together for the woman's health collective...

I guess my point is that there is no point in being bored while on this planet, or to quote my friend Lucas; "only the boring are bored..."

Love ya,
Carrot