At Midsommer New Moon
Hail Wotan. Hail Frigg and Freyja, I worship in a sacred Grove of trees, while fasting and praying these 30 days through a full cycle of moon, watching st john’s wort, poleo and bistort emerge small and greenly by the power of viriditas. The divine animating indwelling in-out breath placed in our nostrils as breath is the same vital force in these plants. While with these observations of wild herb ways, a Rain song came to me. This is a Peace pilgrim song given by the Genius World Teacher through Creator as Wild Herb Ways. ..."
i worked my way up the spine of turtle island, to revisit poleo, red root, osha, Mcdougall’s verbena, and sit with scouleri St John’s wort at the feast of John the Baptist, at the new moon, at midsommer. It was imperative I taste the red blood liquid gold of the yellow flowers flowers of St John’s wort and tincture them fresh, drinking the potion just as I did before the Bear Wall and Chedski fire turned green to brown and decades of brown. Where the great watch plants at their watchtowers who dripped down with the Pleistocene glaciers 12,000 years ago, dropped their seeds on Mount Graham, Navaho mountain, Nat’sis’ahn, Black Obsidian mountain, the Pinals, Ancha, the Madrian skye island peaks towering above the ocotillo flats. Following the roots of shrivelled rivers with their haunted skeleton trees, and Artemisia, fireweed, horse weed thick, lush, fruity, bitter and green. It's hard sometimes to use words like turtle Island, I get the feeling, what would someone think about someone who calls the state of Arizona, New Mexico, with their Tucsons, Phoenix, Las Vegas, Albuquerque’s and McDonald Martin, Rayethon, Boeing, secret military bases, home of the nuclear blasts and graveyards of the downwinders, the continental divide, the spine of turtle Island? At a certain point it’s not that you don't care anymore what people think about you, but it’s that our vision as a people, as an us is stronger than the dividing self of them. They will do what they will do with drones, missiles, war and mechanized violence. There will be winners and losers and the silence will reign because no one can defend what can not be named, seen, spoken or heard. Those are the innocent who know nothing of the violence.
The places have names and the names will change. The places have names and the names have changed. The places have changed. I remember before and after rodeschi, bear wallow, the forest had changed from green to black desert, to aspen green again. We need to have stories. We need to have dreams. We need to have conviction. I learned a few weeks ago that the word Lebanon means White Mountains. The White Mountains are the Sierra Blanca. The White Mountains are the White Mountains. The white mountains are Lebanon. These white mountains are promised lands. That's all I really wanted to say or tell anyone. Call them what you will but live by the promise of their beauty to transform your life into something strong and eternal. Spine of turtle Island, Lebanon, White Mountains, Sierra Blanca, whatever these mountains are within them are healing places where a man's life can be healed. Within these mountains are springs and healing plants that God promised us from the beginning, from Genesis time, going back to the garden of Eden, these plants are good and they're here to heal us. Those aspen groves reaching down as deep as we can go, call us courageous. It's nice to stand there with a friend. Friendlessness given enough time will bring bitterness. It doesn't always have to be so sad. Rejection can be like a virus that infects everything. People know you're a leper. They can sense it and instinctively recoil away. Yet like the twisted gnarled tree the mechanized timber cat machines leave on precipitous slopes too steep to log, I am left to bloom perhaps perchance to dream and like Abraham and Sarrei, perchance an Emily with exquisite 4 petal 4 sepal flowers like Chaimeronphon fire weed wind, raging raging in queenly purple against the dimming of the night shall come like a golden butterfly to greet me and love deeply at the gates of hell, against all odds, a child.
Being grateful for this coming of rain to quench the fires, so the people may live in greater wellbeing abundance. So here we have a song of thanksgiving for rain.
At New Moon MidSommer Rain song, Peace pilgrim song.
as a day of the heaven, i. e. as long as the sky exists, forever. The earth is the bioregion of our people made in covenant. The earth is thus ecology, the earth-household upon which we walk and live as Peace Pilgrims through the Wild Herb Ways.
At Midsommer New Moon
At Midsommer, Tomorrow is June 24th , This year 2025 we celebrate the great Hyperium festival with Midsoomer in the new moon at the First Thors-day of the month we set aside as a day for the family kindred to honour our biospirit, our ancestors, our journey, our place because we are a people and our wellbeing is non-negotiable. As a note at MidSommer, I use any and everything to maximize the us of our wellbeing. My ancestors, Howard, Irene, Agustus, Mario, were because I knew them, all Christians in their orientation, therefore I can no more throw away their traditions than I can throw away my own skin which along with grey hair is my uniform. Also I have to edit content to exist here in this free forum. My writings I edit them the best I can, none the less to fit this public forum. We are a people everywhere we exist at Midsommer above ground and wherever we live our well being is non-negotiable. We ask our God we honour to honour us, to cooperatively assist us, as we have always done, and will always do in blessing us. On this day we focus on promoting wellbeing through the genius teacher wild herb ways. Our work is and theirs is empowerment by halting any victimization inflicted upon us in the process of erasure. In the plots of their near continuous mechanio war narrative we remain peace pilgrims for us as a people in community.
The only thing needed is the sincerity of intention and a scientific spirit of inquiry to make an experiment both in the prayers to our ancestral Gods, and to a most blessed herb the sun terrestial wort of Sainte John.
There are many ways you can do this. One way is the way understood by english writer John Milton as haemony. Haemony is a word phrase used by Milton in Masque of Comus, to describe a predominant understanding of his bioregion place in relation to western biospirit. That understanding is the conceptual experience of the our essential biospirit in the aliveness of vitalism in a specific local place, with specific local plants, for specific local people in that place. One such plant is the plant we use in exactly the same way, the harmonic Sol Terrestris Hypericum perforatum.
“And shew me simples of a thousand names
Telling their strange and vigorous faculties;
Amongst the rest a small unsightly root,
But of divine effect, he cull'd me out; [ 630 ]
The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it,
But in another Countrey, as he said,
Bore a bright golden flowre, but not in this soyl:
Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swayn
Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon, [ 635 ]
And yet more med'cinal is it then that Moly
That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave;
He call'd it Hæmony, and gave it me,
And bade me keep it as of sovran use
'Gainst all inchantments, mildew blast, or damp [ 640 ]”
John Milton in Masque of Comus
That this Sol Terrestis is part of our legacy is evident in the writings of English writer John Milton 1608-1674. Nicolas Culpeper in his “Description. Common St. John's Wort shoots forth brownish, upright, hard, round stalks, two feet high, spreading many branches from the sides up to the tops of them, with two small leaves set one against another at every place, which are of a deep green colour, somewhat like the leaves of the lesser Centaury, but narrow, and full of small holes in every leaf, which cannot be so well perceived, as when they are held up to the light; at the tops of the stalks and branches stand yellow flowers of five leaves a-piece, with many yellow threads in the middle, which being bruised do yield a reddish juice like blood; after which come small round heads, wherein is contained small blackish seed smelling like rosin. The root is hard and woody, with divers strings and fibres at it, of a brownish colour, which abides in the ground many years, shooting anew every Spring.
Place. This grows in woods and copses, as well those that are shady, as open to the sun.
Time. They flower about Midsummer and July, and their seed is ripe in the latter end of July or August.
Government and virtues. It is under the celestial sign Leo, and the dominion of the Sun. It may be, if you meet a Papist, he will tell you, especially if he be a lawyer, that St. John made it over to him by a letter of attorney. It is a singular wound herb; boiled in wine and drank, it heals inward hurts or bruises; made into an ointment, it open obstructions, dissolves swellings, and closes up the lips of wounds. The decoction of the herb and flowers, especially of the seed, being drank in wine, with the juice of knot-grass, helps all manner of vomiting and spitting of blood, is good for those that are bitten or stung by any venomous creature, and for those that cannot make water. Two drams of the seed of St. John's Wort made into powder, and drank in a little broth, doth gently expel choler or congealed blood in the stomach. The decoction of the leaves and seeds drank somewhat warm before the fits of agues, whether they be tertains or quartans, alters the fits, and, by often using, doth take them quite away. The seed is much commended, being drank for forty days together, to help the sciatica, the falling sickness, and the palsy.
For our blessed womenfolk we advise the bouquet talisman of Sol Terrestis, so valued of our maidens. “Thomas Jackson's A Treatise Containing the Originali of Vnbeliefe, Misbeliefe, or Misperswasions tells us of maid that liked well of the deville making love to her in the habit of a gallant young man, but could not enjoy his company, nor he hers, so long as shee had vervain and S. Iohns grasse about her…”
: aner , andros: man); haima (Gr. blood). The herbalists (whether English or continental) are unanimous in their explanation of this name. The colour of the juyce which is in the Flowers or leaves. Resembling Mans blood, for so the Greek word signifies. The etymology of haemony, which has formed the basis for the allegory not theological or philosophical but botanical. Androsaemon's blood-red juice characteristic of the Hyrpericums, signifies its potency as a vulnerary herb of long repute.
To make thee truly sensible of that happinesse which Mankind lost by the Fall of Adam , is to render thee an exact Botanicky by the knowledge of so incomparable a Science as the Art of Simpling , to re-instate thee into another Eden, or, A Garden of Paradise: For if We rightly consider the Addresses of this Divine Contemplation of Herbs and Plants, with what alluring Steps and Paces the Study of them directs Us to an admiration of the
Supream Wisdome, we cannot but even from these inferiour things arrive somewhat near unto a heavenly Contentment; a contentment indeed next to that Blessednesse of Fruition, which is onely in the other World. . . . amongst all these transitory Entertainments of our Lives, there is none more suitable to the mind of man then this is, that Emperours, Princes, Heroes, and Persons of the most have trod on their Scepters, sleighted their Thrones, cast away all other Exuberancies of State, to Court their Mother Earth in Beauties there are to be discerned in Flowers, such Curiositie in Plants…”
Hypericum perforatum flowers Turtle island meadows of Midgard 24.6.2024 Four day Utisetta at New moon Thors-day. We have 3 bushy Hypericums and 3 wild flower styles. This plant was known by the name Sol Terrestis. The golden sun shining in earth displelling malifient influence both of the heart and of storm and vapour. “Oswaldus Crollius explains why hypericon-androsaemon is so effective: "The Strings upon the Leaves of St. Johns-Wort have the Signature, which being porous . . . expel all Phantasmes and Phantastick Spirits from and without man. ... it is also called
Fuga Daemonum . . . . Portus Neapolitanus affirms, that Malignant Spirits assaulting, can neither endure the smell of it, nor abide it near them. For as the Celestial Sol, by its Light drives away all malignant Spirits, that rejoyce in Darkness: So St. Johns-wort (among Solar Herbs accounted the chief) by Paracelsus dignified with the name of Terrestrial Sol, is found to be of like efficacy.” The resin glands are visible on the rim of the five petal sun pattern, ruled by Leo, this gift from Creator enables us to resist erasure by nourishing biospirit. As per genius world teacher wild herb ways: hypericin although standardized as the active compound it's probably "hyperforin" that has been identified as an significant compound, although it sounds good on paper in small mind replacement science, our big mind wisdom teacher has the whole plant as the real lesson here. St John's wort tincture is best made immediately in the field. The sooner you make it happen the better. Which is why so many herbal medicine small mind replacement science trials are laughable. Remember, the 9-words - "We are a people and our wellbeing is non-negotiable."
“ Paracelsus regards hypericon-androsaemon as a plant associated with light and as therefore possessing potent ingredients for dis-pelling the forces of darkness: "The straikes in the leaves like veines, shew us, that this herb drives away from a man Ghosts and night spirits, and spirits begot by imagination, whether they be within a man or without; and these phantastick Spirits, which are begot by Phansie, do beget Ghosts, so that a man shall see spirits, visions, and hear such phansies. . . . And for this disease there are no more remedies known that are created by God, but only Coral and St. Johns wort. ... As the sun-beam pierceth through glasse; so this vertue pierceth through the Spirits of men and beasts. . .”
Paracelsus regards hypericon-androsaemon as a plant associated with light and as therefore possessing potent ingredients for dispelling the forces of darkness: "The straikes in the leaves like veines, shew us, that this herb drives away from a man Ghosts and night spirits, and spirits begot by imagination, whether they be within a man or without; and these phantastick Spirits, which are begot by Phansie, do beget Ghosts, so that a man shall see spirits, visions, and hear such phansies. . . . And for this disease there are no more remedies known that are created by God, but only Coral and St. Johns wort. ... As the sun-beam pierceth through
glasse; so this vertue pierceth through the Spirits of men and
beasts. . .”
One of the ways is to light a fire circle at your home and ask Father God and his son to bless and aid our people in becoming once again a people.
We are coming together to ask Father to help our people. Hail Father protector of us as a people. Help us to destroy the serpent that seeks to hurt our people.
Close the circle by greeting the 4 compass cardinals clock wise by singing Heil Austri, ˈsuðre, ˈwestre, ˈnorðre, ˈThe one in the east, south, west and north make this ve holy, banish all evil, destroy all that do evil to our folk. Draw a circle and draw four Holy ones on the cardinal points surrounding the fire circle. This can be done with charcoal, or with lime or sand, anything you have handy. Offer a drink horn or glass/ Here a note, I personally prefer not to use alcoholic beverages in ceremony as many of our people have been sabotaged and compromised through the alcoholic industry. Generations of our people have suffered the teratogenic effects of alcohol in the womb of their mothers, along with tobacco, marijuana, stimulants and pharmaceutical weapons meant to diminish the biospiritual potential of our people. Alcohol is a teratogenic substance. I prefer to use a home made non-alcoholic drink called an oxymel made from honey and apple cider vinegar to which are added wild harvested herbs such as wild bergamot monarda, yarrow, artemisia, Hypericum St Johns wort, juniper berries, fresh hops, or pedicularis. Yet each to his or her ow. May God bless your work in becoming us.
Hypericum perforatum, 6.24.2025 Uttisetta four day sitting with a particular plant. St John's Wort, fasting and prayer First THORS-day of the month. Uttisetta at New moon with genius world teacher wild herb ways. "The only way to heal biospirit is to go deeper into who you are for your people bringing back for them the healing wild herb ways from the genius world teacher continuous medicine road" https://youtu.be/kbO48p2TPZ0?feature=shared
HAIL OUR Father Protector of Our People
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