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It’s Not Always Complicated, Really

It’s Not Always Complicated, Really

May 29, 2014 by lyonesse2710

AKA The Joy of Simples

While I was training at University for my degree in herbal medicine a few years ago, I found myself getting into the habit of using blends of herbs, ranging from 5 up to about 8 or 9 of them, which is absolutely fine, I hasten to add – I’ve made up a number of medicines with quite a few ingredients in, and 9 times out of 10 they do the job admirably, but recently I’ve noticed myself moving back towards using a much smaller number of herbs in larger quantities.

Recently it has been just one herb in doses varying from drops up to huge doses to shift short term infections, and I’ve rather favoured using blends of just three plants. I’ve been relearning my plants, one plant at a time, going right back to basics with them and delving into their botany, phytochemistry (something I was dreadful at while studying), their folklore, myths, legends, folk names, where they grow, when they flower, when they go to seed, and finally, their myriad medicinal uses. It really is absolutely fascinating, and the more I read and research and learn and get to know the plants in my garden, the more I realise just how huge an arsenal of plant medicines I have in just 20 or so plants.

The prime example of this recently was when, after giving a client complicated blends of herbs to clear up some horribly entrenched sinusitis, I finally, in desperation, suggested 10mls of Plantain (Plantago lanceolata) three to four times a day. Two days later I got a call to say the sinusitis had cleared up. So all my fancy, complicated blends of Goldenrod and Eyebright, Mullein leaf and Elderflower had done very little. It was the humble but beautiful Plantain leaf that did the yeoman’s work of clearing up an infection that has a reputation for being a bit of a pig to treat. It just goes to show that complicated is not always better – one plant is quite complicated enough, being a huge morass of chemical constituents always engaged in an elegant and intricate dance. Often blending more than one plant is like trying to put together at least two separate and complicated court dances, and hoping that noses would not be bloodied in the process!

It’s Not Always Complicated, Really


Making an Enchanted Tree For Your Home – Tutorial

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Making an Enchanted Tree For Your Home – Tutorial

June 19, 2014 by lyonesse2710

Recently I came up with the mad idea to make a tree in a pot for my home, using found or easily available materials. It went so well, and the finished tree looks so good, that I thought I’d post the instructions here for anyone else who fancied having a go!

Making an Enchanted Tree For Your Home – Tutorial

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The Fabled Hare by Maddy Prior


“THE FABLED HARE” By Maddy Prior

I shall go until a hare / Wi sorrow and sick mickle care
I shall goe in the devil’s name / An while I come home again.

I am ruled by the moon, I move under her mantle.
I am the symbol of her moods, of rebirth cycle.
I am companion to the gods, I can conceive while I’m pregnant.
I call the dawn and spring in, I am the advent.
I bring life from water in a cup that must be broken.
I whisper to the bursting egg, I’m Aestre’s token.

Scent of dog, scent of man.
Closer, closer, smell them coming.
Hot breath, hot death.
Closer, closer, hard the running.
Tongues pant, hearts thump.
Closer, closer, through the fields.
Teeth snap, Bones crack.
Closer, closer, at my heels.
Nearer yet and nearer.
I can feel the poacher’s knife.
He is running for his dinner.
I am running for my life.

Wynter wakeneth al my care
nou this leues waxeth bare
Ofte y sike ant mourne sare
When hit cometh in my thoht
Of this worldes joie hou hit geth al to noht.

Man sprays no weeds.
The scythe cuts, the corn bleeds.
Leverets trapped in a harvest blade.
Tis the time of man the hare said.
Here’s the tractor, here’s the plough.
And where do we go now?
We’ll lie in forms as still as the dead.
In the open fields the hare said.
No cover but the camouflage
From the winter’s wild and bitter rage.
All our defense is in our legs.
We run like the wind the hare said.

I’ve been cursed, I’ve been despised
As a witch with darkest powers
I sall goe until a hare
I’ve been hunted, trapped and punished
In these my darkest hours
Wi sorrow and such mickle care.
I’ve been thrown into the fire
But I do not fear it
I sall goe until a hare.
It purifies and resurrects
And I can bear it
Wi sorrow and such mickle care.
I have outrun dogs and foxes
And I’ve dodged the tractor wheels
I sall goe until a hare
I’ve survived you persecution
And your ever-changing fields
Wi sorrow and such mickle care.
I will run and run forever
Where the wild fields are mine
I sall go until a hare
I’m a symbol of endurance
Running through the mists of time
Wi sorrow and such mickle care.

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A Very Cool Herbal

Merry Meet witchlings. See, gathering witchy paraphernalia doesn’t have to break the bank. 🙂


Found a very cool Herbal rack with 12 bottles in charity shop yesterday bargain at just under £5.

Instead of putting herbs in the bottles i’ve given myself a project to do, going to fill them with the stereotypical ingredients such as

newts eyes, rats tails, eyeballs, etc’

Also the rack itself I’m going to paint black.

So just gathering names up, and items to put inside the bottles.

Also Because the bottles where not corked, I’m thinking about making some cute little witch hat’s to place on top.

To be continued …..

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