Wild Herb Ways. Vitaliste bioregiónal. Healing biospirit. Magical Realism. Fiction author Paul Manski. SW on Turtle Island. Ocotillo, juniper to pine bioregion.

Thursday, June 04, 2026

Air Trees Water Animals: Sacred Land, Sacred Sex, Sacred Text

 Sell everything you own. As you already know dear reader, who loves me, I love you in return, to return with the tightrope line. Gather your resources for this community. So glad you stopped by. Knowing that within this tightrope line community you are a lighthouse shining in mammalian fur. You've got beautiful furry arm pits, and special places very few know. Let's know us together, today, right now, forever-er. I'll call you, I hear you, I heal you. That is the bargain we face as performers within the integrity authenticity community. So we must ask, frozen or thawed? I offer a prayer for you to have a good way, I see an opportunity you've been waiting for, which will soon come. You deserve it. Get ready for good things. Prepare assiduously with determination to endow and triumph on your own terms within natural law. Don't be shy, come and say hello. See you soon, in good terms friend. How does it feel to be whole, healed, healthy, hugged, and happy right now? Feels good. See? I told you. Now tell me everything.


     Spanish: https://youtube.com/shorts/_8XOGJ_dRuw ? si=19kln_WNtJuNf2JE


When you read these words, it means that you were chosen to love, chosen to heal, chosen to love the way of healing. You have been privileged via blessing to be above ground breathing, seeing, hearing, touching, tasting. More money? Maybe yes maybe no, definitely more love between us as a people. The earth is spinning around so fast, it's a wonder we don't spin off into the sky. Our, yours and mine, feet so firmly on the ground. Our insurance and wealth is among us. What holds the Aspen tree up before the sky? Who has taught the hummingbird to hum? God teaches the Aspen to stand and God teaches hummingbird to hum. These Aspen tree trembling shaking leaves, hummingbird humming are the leaven of your multi-verse prize for which you, you alone like many are chosen to breathe. Realize this above ground miracle of breathing is happening for you. You are a special You-niverse of living life, alive that is us because we are a people. Every breath inhale exhale is your Holy Ghost. 

      I ask you to get to a point as you tow a tight rope line, so your voice is Jesus easily. Neti neti, not this not yet, keep going, you are on the *right* track with your above ground breathing sobriety. You are in the right place at the right time, doing the right thing in the right way, believe and do. You are now fully engaged and whether hummingbird humming or Aspen tree standing you have this direct connect. Call the highest source of the multi-verse, friend, your friend, my friend, us together mutually supported, good supply. Take a break from doomsday news headlines and get what needs to be got, buy what needs to be bought, seek what must needs be sought. You are here for greatness and gratefulness at the same exact moment you are pulling, pushing yourself up, a mighty hand reaches to pull you up. When Jesus told me face to face, "The kingdom of my Father is within you. Gain everything. Leave everything. You're called to be a healing and making love healing your priority." I said, 'Hey Jesus, saviour teacher friend and good buddy,  what does that mean? The kingdom of my Father is within you.?' And Jesus told me, with the Mother of God all radiant beside him, "It means Paul that you must focus your energy on uplifting. Uplift the downtrodden vagues and teach them how to re-become a people because they were a people before wave after wave of erasure. Honour the father and the honour mother. Let the selfish individuals go their own way. They can not convert your houses and neighborhoods into highest bidder everything is for sale economic zones. Jesus said to me, 'Paul my brother and friend Paul, you are not for sale.' So I tell you exactly what Jesus told me, You are not for sale. Being an only fans wanna be was and is not our destiny. If every action is economic then every action is de-valued in terms of love." 


In the words sung by our genius world teacher Sierra Ferrell:
"Now, me and my new love, the seeds for to sowAre tendin' the soil and plantin' the roseFor after the winter comes springtime againAnd the garden can grow like a heart that can mend

I'm livin' in the garden againWhere I fall to my knees and work with the landAnd I keep on prayin' with two dirty handsI'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again" 
*The Garden* by Sierra Ferrell
It was just a short time ago when, The ancestral stars of the Solutreans in December: Vega, Tuvans, and the North Star.Solutland The Solutrean 5% Neanderthal DNA cowgirl princess, Queen Kitty Wells, Queen of perfect love, embracing you foreverer in the northern sky.
     The Tortuga biota depicts the gradual transformation of cedar into pine, and the pungent eleutherococcus, ginseng, sacred land, and sacred love scriptures, symbolizing a continuous pilgrimage of peace. (Excerpt from Paul Manski's genius magical realist novel, Wildflower Lane.) I remember like yesterday when I met Kitty 32,000 years ago on the calypso Solutrean plains, her moist breath steaming in the December air, her perfect lips and skin. In a mere millisecond, the foxtail-like spark of the Thorutland language can be ignited, our unique Mother of All Things, married to the bear, and living in an eternal celestial marriage embrace with our North Star. Our bountiful goddess, the white, blessed woman, gives birth again and again. Our symbol is a kiss, a moist, warm embrace of love. The knowledge of the foxfire light whipping it's tail across the sky, Tulicatu, is never validated by any book, any Middle Eastern fairy tale, nor by any ideologies of fear about the economic growth of endless cancer towns. We can silently notice and name your sordid movie game in an instant. We need not feel any white European guilt or redemption for crimes we never committed. Our heroes are not missile launchers that pull the trigger. We do not, and have never, praised, condoned, or supported mechanized warfare of genocide and fratricide for profit. We abhor movies. Fools, go fight your own wars. Smash the television on sight. This is our peaceful pilgrimage; we will follow the orbit of the North Star, step onto the burning star wheel cross, and spin into infinity. We shout in unison: "I reject you war machines, I reject your golden parachutes. I reject your nightmarish coercion of vaccines and air conditioning. We are tribes among tribes, hummingbird and Aspen, dreams as prayer scattered everywhere, following the way of the wild grass, becoming wild herb ways in the world of flowers where folklore reigns supreme! Earth reigns supreme, Turtle Island reigns supreme! We have become a constellation of folk music stars. We have Johnny Paycheck's failure and so abandon all defeatist work." Our symbol is a kiss, a moist, warm embrace of love. The knowledge of the foxfire light whipping it's tail across the sky, We venerate Kitty Wells, the Queen of Country Music, for God did not create angels of country music. Homage to Vega, to Saturn, to the stars of Draco, to Polaris! Homage to Queen Irene of Pariah! The great desert queen, smooth red rock, sacred and perfect, like a mother, aunt, daughter, and sister in heaven. Irene's snow-white, milk-filled nipples are a direct embodiment of the eternal Mother of All, Queen Kitty 'Katie' Wells.
https://youtu.be/XenbxBHIfeg?si=-pEkT2urCp3QlSil  
Air Trees Water Animals. Recorded June 13, 2026 bass, percussion,  guitars, vocals, lyrics and music. " woo oohh wooo, We are a people Wild  Herb ways, Healing and love is our way. We are the people wild herb ways. And we go to the mountains, We walk through the forests. We pray in the mountain, we pray bless each living one that flows , and we pray in the forests, we wrap our dreams around the aspen, we walk bare foot in the forest. Air Trees water animals. We are the people, we are the children We are the healing. Woo woo woo We walk through the forest, we walk in the mountains and we pray with all creation.
We bless each living one. Air Trees water animals. Woo woo woo We walk in the the mountains We walk through the forests We are the people, Air Trees Water Animals Air Trees Water Animals Air Trees water We walk through the forests We pray in four directions. We join our hands in a love circle, we join our hands in a love circle Because we Are, woo woo woo. We pray for all creation, we bless each living one,
Air Trees Water Animals We are the people Wild Herb ways We pray in the mountains We walk barefoot in the forest We wrap our arms around the aspen in a love embrace. We pray and wrap our arms around the aspen, Around the aspen.
Therefore, on this beautiful path, the earth is sacred to us and to you. All things are shrouded in beauty.” In childhood, we repeated these words over and over. Our mothers are always connected to divinity—Katie Wells, Freya, Mary, Athena, Eoste. This is why our books are made of our flesh and blood. The etymology of our books means bones, blood, and plants—green. Green is the color of conquering disease, the perfect wild herb. Let us forever revere our Mother, who commands her saints and angels to strengthen our immunity through herbs, the soul of life, and the truth of plants.

The mountain is happy for this rain.


The forest is happy for this rain.


The fires are happy for this rain.


Mother moose is happy for this rain.


The red-oil Herb is happy for this rain.


Aspen are happy for this rain.


The squirrel listed is happy for this rain.


The black bear is happy for this rain.


I'm very happy about this rain.


Wild Herb Ways is happy for this rain.

Air, trees, water and animals are the only essence of Wild Herb Way. Wild Herb Way has no body other than yours, always alive.

There are no hands, no feet, no roots on earth except your roots.


https://youtu.be/c2Is6OVCgH4?si=Dg8zvZLKqpLmJoFR

Yippee yi Yay, recorded 15 June 2026, All rights reserved, bass percussion guitars and vocals lyrics by Paul Manski genius world teacher Wild Herb Ways. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Up to the aspen meadow I will go. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. The cinnamon black bear knows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh.

The quaking Aspen knows When the clouds come, the water flows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. When the clouds comes the rain will flow.

Darling I love you so. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. The place where osha grows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Oh darling, I love you so. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. The cinnamon black bear knows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. The robin and chipmunk knows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Woman I love you so. The quaking Aspen knows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. When the clouds come, water flows. Up to the aspen meadow I go. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Eileen I love you so. The cinnamon black bear knows. Yippee yi yay, Yippee yi oh. Up to the aspen meadow I must go.

When it rains, the water flows. When the cloud comes, the water flows

This is the so-called “perfectly clear circumpolar Solute faith,” the rich truth of Solute's wellbeing welfare ethics. We are a united family. We come from Europe, having migrated around the poles; therefore, our human life is forged in the genes of social, biological, and spiritual beings who wield historical tools. All the good things in our lives originate from our European Solutic, possessing 5% Neanderthal DNA. We reject abstract concepts detached from our roots. We uphold the principle of "Earth First! Folk First! People First!" I tell you, whatever your belief, it must be "Folk First! Earth First! People First!"

I love you, us, all of us who have visited Turtle Island countless times to embrace Kitty 'Katie' Wells, the Queen of Country Music. Everything is connected to this Queen, Katie Wells. Because I, Paul, was taught to apologize and feel remorse, I, Paul, the ultimate hero, the world's incarnation and mentor, bestow this gift upon you, making it the only perfect and proud faith of our people, to apologize for nothing. Because I, Paul Manski, was stripped of my platform in the darkness, I, Paul became the path of light, the path of foxtail grass, glowing across the sky, the truth of the North, the light of the North Star, guiding those who have been Aspen hummingbird advocates. Now on this tightrope line our shared pilgrimage of peace, striving for our common well-being in an eternal love for our unique biological and spiritual people. Because I, Paul Mansky, felt guilty for my profession, sent out a signal before remaining silent, sentenced to poverty, denied bank loans, I, Paul Mansky, became the ultimate advocate for peace, condemning the genocide of mechanized profit-driven wars, step by step following the wild herbal path of the genius world mentor. I am who I am. I am who I am. In ancestor worship, I am you.

Avoid all debate about shekels, trying to escape into the euphoria of fossil fuel oil is an addictive trap as a people, so all the great teachers in the world have said: don't traffic addictive substances like opium, drugs, all that crap. Biospirit does not need the bad vibe of selling violence, addiction and diminished potential?  We are peaceful and our vows are well-being, praise and blessing. If you look at recent positive movements you will observe a scenario of addictive substances being inserted into communities that undermine the community. For that reason a sobriety must be maintained. What God wants you to know you will learn through the Holy Ghost. Substance abuse is a technique of the dominant culture to subvert love into commerce substance. You can not rocket a group think into conviction. Sober hard work is the primary rule. Plus we must be available, each one of us to support our brothers and sisters out of the addiction and substance trap that always leads to negative places. We share everything in common to be a strength to each other. Remember you're a healer, not a consumer of substances. You join a tribe of healers, and all that matters is this love wellbeing. 

That's why I teach sit together as a group, with the plants, to lie down on the earth embracing the earth and to be a strength sky, walk barefoot, hug and caress plants and tree bark them in our circle. When we sit with plants we are building love. Love is the *qi* Holy Ghost wind that is moving as both wind and wood. Your eyes are the eyes with which Aspen contemplate the forest. When you move together through the quaking Aspen meadow, let your love down, wrap your arms around the trees, talk to the trees, praise and bless the forest, this is the kiss of peace between air, trees, water, animals-all being, always. There's no insurance or guarantees you'll find your way back to God, no matter how many papers you sign. For that reason in the beginning support faith and hope in an unseen outcome and work diligently for a positive loving outcome. You are on a journey now and where you go is a blessing affirming way of vital force inherent, now developing in your body and circle of friends. You found these words that is enough, make them your promise to our promise to become what you always were, God's people, God's family in Wild Herb Ways Air Trees water Animals, always alive to change to a positive outcome. 


Compassion in this world is sacred land sacred sex, sacred text. Every one of us by common agreement, sharing all things in common, married to Jesus, married to Mary, married to Aspen, married to air, married to trees, married to water, married to animals, married to each other in being us as lovers in the forest, courting and bringing new life to being. When outsiders people criticize and say , 'You can't love like that. You got to add a little more hate, add a little more anger, rip a brother sister off so you can get more shekels to buy a better future.  You can't say Jesus loves you outloud in public, they are listening and watching. You can't invest in your own family group. You got to pass rules for the state. You got to wave the state's flag. You have to wave that flag. ' Know that these people are tragically lost and not only lost but actively working against our love to undermine our love. The voices of doubt have been internalized through repetitive mass media entertainments which function as a vector of meme pathogen infection. The voices of doubt are not intelligent caution. These voices are meme pathogens that sabotage positive well-being. You must get to a place where it is impossible to doubt love. In the beginning it may seem fake to be positive, that's alright. You are using new biospirit muscles that all our ancestors have used to survive dark times so in the beginning it seems awkward. That's how it is learning a new skill, in the beginning it seems like an unnatural movement. So you have to practice love and sharing. One ground rule is the red flag of substance use. People who are substance users, addicts and so on make themselves unfit for the journey. If they get clean then they can be reconsidered as friends but until they get clean from addiction they put themselves outside the circle through their unfortunate choices.

    Thou are the feet with which wild herbal roads walk to do good. This is not a virtual road it's a real work road working loving together road.  Thy are the hands with which we bless the whole world together. Yours are the hands, yours are the feet, yours are the eyes, you are our body. Air, trees, water and animals, all alive, constitute the only biospirit. Wild Herb Way no longer has anyone but us, there is no hands or feet on earth except ours, Your eyes are those with whom we look at this world with compassion. Wild Herb Ways has no one else on earth than you. https://youtu.be/HwzGkJGgW8w? si=ENIefFY90_hlcHbF


This mountain is happy for this rain. The clouds bring rain, and this mountain is happy for it. Hey anah, hey Wan ney me. When I was a little boy I saw and met Jesus Christ and Mary, the mother of God. I want you to meet Jesus and Mary in the flower world road too.  There was only one beautiful light. I saw my body, my little six-year-old body lying in bed. I wanted to go there and the angels encouraged me saying, "Paul, come on, welcome home, join us, leave that place. This is where you belong. Come with us in the light. Those people who fight and argue are not your family. They will be alright, join us. This is where you belong Paul. This is the commune you were waiting for." They sang and cheered me up. They were leading me up into the sky. I could see the street cars and houses like little toys way down below. They lifted me up, higher than the oaks, cherries and apple trees. I walked through the door, passing through the roof of my room, taller and taller, like a helium balloon, up, up, up. I knew there was goodness, bliss, happiness and a world beyond all sadness. I had a terrible fever and my body trembled, soaked and wet. Whatever this disease and disease was, it was gone. As I ascended to heaven to be with Jesus and the angels, I also saw under me, in the house, beside my body, a terrible and horrible person. This being was the angry devil, Satan, his face was so ugly, his eyes were turned backwards, his skin was like on fire, charred and burnt, full of jealousy, laughing and mocking all the good and beautiful things that people loved and cherished. His body was bloody and full of pus with open wounds, deformed and hideous, I can still see his face. I see it sometimes in people's faces when they hatch stupid plans, or people that are dying, alone and bitter for all the hateful things they have done. Satan leads people astray, when a man and woman are lustful and cheating on their husbands and wives they get that look, or dope addicts selling drugs leading people into addiction with false promises. These two sides fought for me. Everyone wanted my body and threw away different destinations and plans. Mary, Jesus, St. Joseph and the angels lifted me up, and the devil dragged me down. When I woke up, Dr. Kazmierski was near my bedside,  my mother and father were there with aunt Kay, aunt Helen. My bed was soaked in sweat. I could still see Jesus, Mary and angels, and knew the devil was there, Satan too. This happened several times more, where Jesus and the devil fought for my life, for my body. They fought for my destiny and who I would be. It happened at Mercy and Presbyterian hospital when I was an eleven-year-old boy, at Sugar Loaf Knob, passing Ohiopyle, when I was 18, in Val Morin near St. Agathe, at the Laurentides, in Borrego Springs, where Eileen put my dying and feverish body in the back of a VW truck and saved my life, and again with Michael Cottingham in the Gila Mountains near Safford. From my earliest memories I knew there was a fight for me, for my body, for my life, for my message. My body died many times and I came back to life every time. After all this, I had a deep reset, the things that were important to me changed. Since the first time I died, at five years old, I realized that God, Jesus Christ, Mary, the mother of God, angels and holy and blessed things were here. At the same time, however, there was a dark, ugly and disgusting force that destroyed people, scared them, made them hurt, hate and despise the light. People hate light because the darkness they choose judges them. People don't want to take responsibility for their decisions. There was a man I worked with who worked at an American AI military base in the desert outside Las Vegas. He was launching deadly attacks with drones and missiles. It wasn't like he was evil. He was just a technocrat, a machine computer operator, like a video game. That's how all this killing starts that we read about. People taking sides like a football game on tv. All the people I know are afraid to unplug the tv. Watching, watching, always watching. None of them can sing. They are a people literally without music. They are incapable of making music because that part of their brain has been severed. I worked with very old patients who had the last lobotomies and they looked normal but something was disconnected. The same thing with psychiatric drugs, birth control pills, antidepressants, birth control depo provera injections and vaccines- something is not right inside and a human biospirit dimension is taken away. If you look at older photographs people are there, fully there. Now in photographs everyone is smiling, like a dog that shows his teeth. The dog isn't growling or angry disturbed, it's just that the dog's teeth are showing. People are like that with their facial expressions because they are tv'd people watching years of cinematic, filmed stories. That's where we're at now, very little time left. Some human biospirit is gone Now we have a whole generation in this panoptic surveillance society. The key lesson in all this is responsibility to engage with love. People in this field always say, "It was just my job," "I was just doing what they said," "I was following the chain of command," "I was just following orders." As if waving a flag could magically avoid the responsibility of being alive loving, being a human being breathing on earth. What I teach is do not let them hate for you with their industrial for profit war scam nation. We can not advance forward by focusing on others or by focusing on defeat. Once you have enough suffering you will understand there is no reason to hate or live their TV video war game stories as your own. 

     I have returned to Meadow Mountain once again, to experience the forest as it extends upward, from the Governor* and the *Ocotillo* of the lowest elevations to the fir forests and pine forests above. It's a beautiful trip. I ask you to do it with me, my brother, my sister, my grandmother, my children, our people. So they can live. So we can live together. Because the most important thing for us is to live where our life together matters more than anything. To help each other, to love each other because only when we live for each other can there be Wild Herb Ways. That's what this commune is about. Support each other in love for love and love. Love is sharing. Knowing that outside of our love, there can't be Wild Herb Ways. You're now the master of the genius world. Our family is the commune of love, sacred land sacred sex, all for the traditions of wild herbs. Each of us becoming a healer of the genius world of the traditions of wild herbs. This is our promise of love of Aspen to be what we've always been, a people. This is now for us an essential additional chapter on the infinite path of medicine, bringing welfare to our people. I've been collecting pollen of ponderous pine, Apache, chiricahua and white pines; roots of *weed of the wolf*; leaves of *betonia*; and twigs of *heuchera* (coral bells), *herb of fire weed* and *horse weed herb*.

I had prepared myself to face the drought, a drought of anasazi proportions, of those that last fifty or even a hundred years. I've been coming here since before the big fires of 2011, in fact, even before the 1986 Yellowstone fires, which adds forty years in total; however, in the big scheme of things, this is just a tiny lapse of time. However, it has been sufficient to witness the setback of plants, taking refuge in narrow niches, marginal areas and hidden springs and leaks in isolated and protected coves. A fundamental truth remains: an ethical person would never hunt the last species of a species, the "plant of the grizzly bear", so to speak; however, people do precisely that, driven by the mantra *cognito bommerto sum*: "I think, then *boom*". We could add a corollary to that: "Evito, therefore I surrender to the 'American Spirit': everything for sale, only fans children of the boomer, that 'American Boomer Spirit'. Being witness to a life of drought is always a cruel experience. Yes, I recognize change, ageing and death: *Sa'ah Nagah' Bike Hozogo*. I accept the dynamic nature of change. I do not want to fall into the trap of shameful apocalyptic publications, nor do I desire to descend to the cliché. Even as a man — a master of the world, a master of the great world, a Chosen world, a person with no special status, one who converts with *Blessed Mary Our Lady of Remedies,* and one who can communicate quickly with *Lord Jesus Christ* and the Twelfth Mahdi, all in fast marking, speed dial — I have little power to change the world; I can only change my socks and underwear. Yes, I am prone to delusions of greatness — and I admit it with absolute humility — as a real ‘five percent’ solutrense. As Greg Allman sang: I went up the mountain to see what I could see; Allman had a lot of meme pathogens,  those dreams I will see them forever. And so, I weave these improvised melodies. I'm very happy. I am... well, like coral bells — or even the crust of the trees of this earth itself, the bark of the trees — so we teach together, always pray to God: "Please let the rows of trees, all the Aspen be happy. Give thanks to this rain." Always praise and give thanks and leave the rest alone. The war machine for profit always wants death, fear and some kind of retribution, pay back. That war industrial flag wave is so popular because it brings so much unnecessary suffering. The flag wavers crave suffering, to inflict it, distribute it. When you see them, pray for them as a peace pilgrim. As peace Pilgrims we together have nothing to do with war or even military analogies, or military perks and prizes. Oh you served in a killing war? Oh ok then you get a 10% discount? No we charge the price of mutual love, mutual respect and friendship for all services. Oh, you served with the crew? Did you make a concerted effort to move on from what is industrial for profit shekel war? We respect the strong positive value that lives within the warrior to improve the lot of our people. We have the same intention as yours soldier to love our people. Yet Paul Manski teaches you will never get to a place of building up us as a people through expert technological violence. Break that spell of violence porn soldier and pray with us in the forest. Be a part of this commune soldier we have much work to do. https://youtu.be/3tt3oMLqOcQ? si=_VDLvG8rK4oJ6H7Z


Let the Aspen rejoice in this rain. VZ passes by the snow-covered cornices, the red osier dogwood blooms eternally with the scent of soap, and the red-branched dogwood is in full bloom. Miles away, we will smell our roses and fall in love again, living entirely for one another. Nav said, "It is not your job to change the world, but it is your choice to live as if you, together, were going to change the world." This rain falls upon the forest because the good Rain God is holding it back; the heavenly dew does not fall. Only this dry wind, which currently punishes many people of Earth, punishes *our* people, though here I use the word "nation" merely as a figure of speech. Because people here have given up to one priority: ease and comfort, everything with the least effort for the most gain. Men and women, like starfish stars of sea, lie there unable to scare away sadness. Watching, waiting for the savior gurus to take away the pain. Listen then, your God is fentanyl. Your God is addiction television and stupidity. Your God is high quality marijuana and you, fumeta, please call 911 and report yourself to the liars of AI of the dominant culture, tell the panoptic that your religion is the vile, unsuccessful, no children, dog walker, cat people, languishing forever in the eternal embrace of hell with for profit war machine erasure perks. https://youtu.be/1HkP0muMm1g? si=ITnOBG4N8WuvhXDn

But I always pray: "My God, please do not punish the plants, and do not punish the moose, and do not punish the bears." Once, while I picked up pine pollen, a bear walked straight towards me. He walked right in front of my eyes. I realized the bear had been watching me for a while. And I've never seen a bear come near a human being so direct. I knew the bear wanted to bless the pine pollen he was picking up. He stood under the same pine, the tree he had been picking up the pollen from. He supported his left leg on the ground and lowered his snout to where the male pineapples had fallen, the pollen carriers. He was sniffing me and pine. I was about to throw this woman bear and fight her to make her my wife and partner. Maybe I did, but I won't tell you. If we get married, sooner or later, dear children will come with hairy bodies cinnamon color. Together, we raised a prayer next to the pine pollen. Summer is happy because of this rain.


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Los petirrojos están contentos por esta lluvia. 

You can see flashes of red here and there: the tips of flowers. So we have the epilobium, crab herb, horse herb, the *terrestrius*... and they are also happy because of this rain. Wild Herb Ways's trails are joyful thanks to this rain. The Wilders Boys are cheerful. Wilder Ways is cheerful. Wilder Ways is cheerful because of this rain. I can't even articulate what you're really seeing. Here are four of our dyes. They make our people stronger. That's why God gave us these herbs. This is the sum of everything I teach. People ask, "So what do you teach?" So I teach *yes*, to us so we can say *yes* and be yes for each other. The only *self-realization* we can have is a us together, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to hand, hand to hand, hip with hip across our land, this land is our land. We are a village, despite everything, we are a village and you are a reason for our village, Aire Trees Animal Water, alive until the end. I teach to love one another as best we can. I teach us how to manage the best we can together. Mary has been crowned. He crowned Mary right there on the path, and I had to move quickly... cheerful in the rain. I'm so cheerful. It has inhibitor properties of aromatase, beneficial to increase testosterone in men, and works even better when combined with *Trebolis*. Have a wonderful day; let your teachings be wonderful. Great Wilder Boyce teachings. So, for the last month, I've been camping at Meadow Mountain. Before that, I camped at the foot of another mountain "Heaven Island", a place where giant saguaro cactus grow. I observed many of the same signs: nogales that looked like bleached bones, poplas and oaks, trees with logs that measured one to two meters in diameter. How long should it take a walnut to grow up to such size, just to finally become a skeletal shell without leaves? The same applies to oaks and poplars. Two hundred years, maybe. On Tuesday, May 26, 2026, the following Tuesday to Pentecost, just when the plants of *Senecio* were moving from yellow bloom to seed, the *Hymenoxys hoopesi* (known as *yerba del woba*) began to bloom. Here we have our liniment of "Arnica", made mainly from the roots with a small addition of flowers. Its lactons and volatile compounds are strictly for external use on intact skin; it should be applied exactly in the same way as traditional Arnica. So we said Arnica amen, that's right. The wolf's weed should never be taken internally. The wolf weed is for the outside meat. Pray to the wolf's weed. Last night, when the moon was coming out, the wolves started howling. The howling wolves make the moons ascending, almost full, then the moon holds the pine pollen. During the third week of May,

We arrived at Twelve Pines, the same place where they say they appeared #Lord Jesus Christ and #Our Lady of Remedies. Are they said they showed up? Look, Jesus and Mary walked around before the earth dry. I saw them. I'm like Tomas, I think because I've seen. Here, we collect pine pollen and dedicate ourselves to healing our eco-souls — under the guidance of Wild Herb Ways' visionary mentor — to cultivate a deep sense of well-being. One of the teachings given here in 1918 was this: "Those who flee will lose their lungs." Unfortunately, this remains true today: "Some people sacrifice everything for *remedies," while others sell everything," even their children's houses. However, the true path of Wild Herb Ways is still here at #SantaFe. May they be blessed by these #remedies found among the Twelve Pines. In the midst of the invocation, "Jesu cum María sit nobis in via"—May Jesus and Mary accompany us on the road." This was the prayer of Christopher Columbus Solutter. Wild Herb Ways, as recognized by the world mentor genius #PaulManski, two etiologies of the disease are recognized: one natural and another supernatural. "The non-medical system is a framework that interprets disease as the result of the intervention of an intentional agent, an agent who can be human (witches, sorcerers), non-human (ghosts, ancestors, malevolent spirits), a supernatural entity or even a pathogen 'meme' transmitted through the entertainment media." Like the villages of Turtle Island* during the age of his reconquest, Wild Herb Ways* represents a powerful synthesis of the Old World and the New. Rejecting the search for fame, it attributes all power and effectiveness only to God. #Heuchera parvifolia — Root of small leaf coral bells. (Family: Saxifragaceae). It blooms on rocky cliffs at an altitude of 2800 meters during the third week of May. Like Krameria, it is one of the most effective astringent remedies in South-West American. WildHerbWays himself is said to have sat under these cliffs once to practice healing. Our Lady of Remedies is dedicated this path, known as the Way of Penance.

This unlimited path of medicinal healing is the only way taught by the world mentor genius #PaulManski, a path dedicated to promoting welfare through the practice of #herbmaxxing. That you receive a face-to-face blessing: "Jesu cum María sit nobis in via". Pray next to these herbs. What is prayer, really? Prayer is the recognition of the Creator; it is the recognition that our place within the ecosystem constitutes an integral part of the holistic equation. Men, women and humanity itself are not the last standard by which all things are measured. We are a part of it though and have work to do here on the being together plane. *Sorbus scopulina* (White Spino; known in Europe as the Serbal) Family: Rosaceae. Although this tree is often called "mountain fresno", it does not belong to the genus *Fraxinus* (fresno). It grows at a rise of 3000 meters; at this climax of summer — specifically around 8:00 a. m. during the growing phase of the moon in the third week of May, it reaches its greatest splendor. It is a small, slim tree, approximately four meters high, which is often hidden in dense bushes. In the autumn, its leaves become a vibrant red orange intense and produces clusters of bright red berries. Inside the #wildherbways school, herborist #paulmanski RN teaches this tree to play a double function: it is both a medicinal plant and a supernatural protection plant, which safeguards us through ancestral spirits. Its herbal energy is characterized by an astringent and constricting quality; the crust, leaves and berries can be used as ingredients for a mouth rinse. Their therapeutic properties include eliminating heat and moisture, promoting gastric function, promoting miction, reducing inflammation and facilitating wound healing. It has a great place in both Persian/Iranian Traditional Medicine (PMP) and Chinese Traditional Medicine (MTC). Berries should be boiled and let cool before ingesting them; alternatively, they can be collected after the first strong ice cream or freeze before use. In European folklore, after Halloween, people traditionally knit crowns with serbal branches to protect their homes from slander, evil eye, witchcraft and cold-related diseases. ……(The subsequent content is extensive and continues, in the spirit of the original text, exploring topics such as wild herbs, herbalism, botanical observation, religious prayer, personal narratives, community philosophy, plant utility and meteorological chronicles). The mountain is happy with this rain. The forest is happy with this rain. The fires are happy with this rain. Mother Mother is happy about this rain. The red-boiled is happy with this rain.

Poplar aspen are happy with this rain. The squirrel listed is happy with this rain. The black bear is happy with this rain. I'm very happy about this rain. Wild Herb Ways is happy about this rain. This mountain is happy with this rain. The clouds are gathering, bringing the rain; this mountain rejoices with its arrival. Hey anah, hey Wan ney me. Sell everything you have. Gather your resources for this commune. "I'm healing you." Climate: Monday: Sunny Tuesday: Partially clouded Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday: Rain. Remember, you're a healer, not a consumer. You're joining a tribe of healers, and the only thing of true value is this well-being. While you read these words, know that you have been chosen: chosen to love, chosen to heal, chosen to embrace this healing path with all your heart. More money? No, look for and create more love. Drop everything else; you've been called to be a healer. Healing and love be your top priority. The Pedicularis centranthera* flourished in early May. It now grows at an altitude of 2000 meters, between oak trees, cedars and walnuts. It is a reliable natural relaxing, effective in relieving nerve stress that usually accompanies physical effort; it helps a restful rest, sleep well and muscle recovery. This particular species of *Pedicularis* grows exclusively by oak. Other varieties of *Pedicularis* found in alpine regions can grow associated with *Senecio*, *Lupinus* and *Thermopsis*. https://youtu.be/3tt3oMLqOcQ? si=eFoAHlmkuTwlyTRX

Sorbus scopulin (mountain fresno, known as a serb in Europe). Rosaceae (Rosaceae family). This tree, often called "fresno", does not belong to the genus Fresno (Fraxinus), but many people call it "mountain fresno". It grows at 3000 m altitude. The third week of May, as a underwooded plant, during the growing moon, comes out around 8 a.m. in the middle of summer. The Sorbus is a small tree, up to 4 m (12 feet) tall, thin and often hidden between the weeds. Later in autumn, it has distinctive red leaves orange fire and red berries in clusters, while the leaves become a bright orange red in autumn. In the herbal school #wildherbways, this tree is taught by the herborist #paulmanski RN as an ancestral protection plant, both herbal and supernatural. Herally, their energy properties are astringent and tensors, and the crust, leaves and berries are taken as gargles and mouth rinse. Refresh, remove moist heat, favors stomach, promotes miction, reduces inflammation and heals wounds. He is well known in both Iranian traditional Iranian medicine and traditional Chinese medicine. Berries are boiled and cooled before consuming them; they can also be collected after a strong ice cream or freeze before using them. In European tradition, serbal branches were placed in crowns after All Saints to protect the home from gossip, evil eye, witchcraft and cold diseases.

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The family of pine trees for the #wildherbways system has to do with venerating the tree, loving the forest, loving us as a people in wellbeing. Recently, while collecting pine pollen from Arizona Limber White Pine, Ponderosa Chiricahua, Western Bundled Needles on the islands of the sky of 2800 m. I met a giant pine completely burned, so there was a hole in the base. This burned pine was thriving. Burned in a fire in 2012, so he's got a good dozen years. Many lessons in this pine, for me, for Wild Herb Ways as a village. Examining any animal or plant species, and we are a two-legged animal species, examining the viability of the population's survival numbers. Any plant or animal species to survive in the future must be reproduced. Within this equation are habitat, optimal habitat versus marginal habitat, habitat capacity for that species, habitat problems in terms of humidity, drought, winter, temperature. Within species predation, the nutritional toxicity or quality of a specific habitat. Then, within the species itself, infant mortality, progression to adult female fertility, male fertility in terms of sperm count, etc. When I examine a specific species and the viability of the offspring in terms of a decrease in fertility, both environmental problems of a specific ecosystem and specific problems of male or female sex. For example, the rapace birds nesting in the 1950s and 1960s began to experience mortality due to DDT toxins, which weakened the egg shell. While the hawks and eagles were posing upon the eggs, the weight of the bird rapaz nesting upon the egg crushed the immature embryo inside. The weakening of the egg shell was a consequence of the environmental poison DDT. In the continental marine environments, amphibians such as frogs, giant salamanders and salamanders have been observed to be susceptible to environmental poisons and experience changes in sexual mutation. Sorbus scopulin (mountain fresno, known as a serb in Europe). Rosaceae (Family of the Roses) this tree does not belong to the genus Fresno (Fraxinus), but many people call it 'mountain fresno' Grows at 3000 m The third week of May, the growing moon came out around 8 a.m. in this our #full summer, a small tree of up to 4 m tall, thin, often hidden among the bushes. Later in autumn it has distinctive red berries in clusters, while the leaves become from a bright orange red in autumn. In the herbal school #wildherbways, this tree is taught by the herborist #paulmanski RN as an ancestral protection plant, both herbal and supernatural. Herbally, its energy is astringent and reaffirming, and the crust, leaves and berries are taken as gargles and mouth rinse. Refresh, remove moist heat, support stomach, promote miction, reduce inflammation, heal wounds. It is well known in both the Persian Persian Medicine (MTP) and the Chinese Traditional Medicine (MTC). Berries are boiled and then cooled before consuming them; they can also be collected after a strong ice cream or freeze them before using them. In European tradition, serbal branches were placed in crowns after All Saints to protect the home from gossip, evil eye, witchcraft and colds. We continue with natural medicine of #Wildherbways.

Our people, our culture, our biospirit healing. Join this medical exploration of biospirit with the great world teacher. This commune Air Animal Water #ATWA focuses on countering the selfish individualism of dominant culture, buys purchases purchases Remember that we are healing you, this is your love, your commune, your healing, We are the continuous prayer response, continuous healing





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Tuesday, June 02, 2026

Bioregional HerbMaxxing 4



Sell ​​everything you own. Pool your resources for this commune. Called, hearing listening, "I am healing you."


I am offering a prayer for a good way for you, I am seeing an opening you have been waiting for, happening soon. You deserve it. Be prepared for good things. Don't be shy, stop by and say hello. See you soon in a good way.



https://youtube.com/shorts/_8XOGJ_dRuw?si=19kln_WNtJuNf2JE




The mountain is happy because of this rain.

The forest is happy because of this rain.

The fir trees are happy because of this rain.

Mother Elk is happy because of this rain.

The robin is happy because of this rain.

The aspen trees are happy because of this rain.

The chipmunk is happy because of this rain.

The black bear is happy because of this rain.

I am so happy because of this rain.

Wild Herb Ways is happy because of this rain.



Air, Trees, Water and Animals are the only Wild Herb Way. Wild Herb Ways has no body but yours, all the way alive.

No hands, no feet roots on earth but your roots.

That is why I teach Sitting with plants, lying, hugging caressing the aspen trees in a circle together. Yours are the eyes with which aspen looks out over the forest. 

Compassion on this world is sacred land sacred sex,


Being each one of us of one accord sharing all things in common, 
with us as lovers in the forest and wooing new life into being.

Yours are the feet with which wild herb ways walks to do good,

Yours are the hands, with which we bless together all the world.

Yours are the hands, yours are the feet,

Yours are the eyes, you are our body.

Air, Trees, Water and Animals, all the way alive is the only biospirit.

Wild Herb Way has no body now but ours,

No hands, no feet on earth but ours,

Yours are the eyes with which we look with compassion on this world.

Wild Herb Ways has no body now on earth but yours.


This mountain is happy because of this rain. The clouds are bringing the rain, and this mountain is happy because of it. Hey anah, hey Wan ney yo. When I was a little boy I saw and met Jesus Christ and Mary the mother of God. There was only beautiful light. I saw my body, my little boy six year old body laying in bed. I wanted to go there and angels were cheering me on saying, "Paul join us, leave that place. This is where you belong. Those people fighting and arguing are not your family." They were singing and cheering me on. They were pulling me up, higher above the oak and cherry and apple trees. I was going through the door, past the ceiling of my bedroom, higher and higher, like a helium balloon, up, up, up. I knew there was good, bliss happiness and a world beyond all sorrow. I had a terrible fever and my body was shaking, soak and wet. Whatever was this illness and sickness was gone. As I went into the sky to be with Jesus and the angels I also saw below me in the house, with my dead body, beside my dead body, a very ugly terrible person. This being was the devil, Satan, filled with jealous laughter, laughter and mockery for all good beautiful good things. He was bloody and filled with pus. These two teams were fighting for me. They each wanted my body and pulled for different destinies. Mary Jesus Saint Joseph and the angels were pulling me up and the devil was pulling me down. When I woke up Dr Kazmierski was at my bed, with my mother and Dad. My bed was soaked and wet with sweat. I could still see Jesus, Mary and the angels and knew the devil was there, Satan too. This happened several others times where Jesus and the devil were fighting over my life, my body. Fighting over where I was going and fighting on who I would be. It happened at Mercy and Presbyterian hospital when I was a eleven year old boy, on Sugar Loaf Knob past Ohiopyle when I was 18, at Val Morin near St Agathe in the Laurentians, in Borrego Springs where Eileen put my dying feverish body in the back of a VW pickup truck and saved my life, again with Michael Cottingham in the Gila mountains near Safford. 
     So from my earliest memories I knew there was a struggle for me, my body, my life,  message. My body died these many times and each time I came back. After all of these, I had a *deep re-set*, things that were important to me changed. From the very first time I died as a five year old I became aware that God, Jesus Christ, Mary the mother of God, angels and holy blessed things were here. Yet at the same time there was a dark ugly sickening force tearing people down, making them afraid, causing them to hurt and hate and despise the light. People hate the light because the darkness they choose judges them. People don't want responsibility for their choices. There was a man I worked with who worked at a US AI military base in the desert outside Vegas. He launched drone and missile death killing strikes. We have now a whole generation of this surveillance panopticon society. The key lesson in all this is responsibility. People in this sphere always say, "it was just my job.", "I was just doing what I was told.", "I was following the chain of command.", "just following orders." As if waving a flag could magically evade responsibility for being alive, being a human being above ground breathing.








I have returned to Meadow Mountain once again, to experience the forest as it stretches upward—all the way from the *Gobernadora* and *Ocotillo* of the lower elevations to the fir and pine groves above. It is a beautiful journey.

I ask you to take it with me my brother, my sister, my grandmother, my children for our people. So they may live. So we may live together. As the most important thing for us is to live where our life together matters most of all. To help one another, love each other because only when we live for each other can Wild Herb Ways happen. That is what this commune is all about. Supporting one another in love by love and through love. Love is sharing. Knowing that outside our love there can be no wild Herb ways. You are now the genius world teacher. Our family is the love commune, sacred land sacred sex, everything for Wild Herb ways. Each one of us becoming a wild Herb way genius world teacher healer. This is our Aspen love promise to re-become what we have always been, a people. This is now for us an essential additional chapter on the endless path of medicine, bringing well-being to our people.

I have been gathering pollen from Ponderosa, Apache, Chiricahua, and White Pines; roots of *Yerba del Lobo*; leaves of *Betonia*; and sprigs of *Heuchera* (Coral Bells), *Fireweed*, and *Horseweed*.





I had prepared myself to face the drought—an Anasazi-scale drought, one that lasts fifty or even a hundred years. I have been coming here since before the great fires of 2011—indeed, since even before the Yellowstone fires of 1986—marking forty years in all; yet, in the grand scheme of things, this is but a minuscule window of time. Nevertheless, it has been enough to witness the plants retreating—shrinking back into narrow niches, marginal zones, and the hidden seeps and springs found within secluded sheltered coves.

One fundamental truth remains: an ethical person would never hunt down the very last specimen of a species—the "Grizzly Bear plant," so to speak—yet people do precisely this, driven by the mantra *cognito bommerto sum*: "I think, therefore I *boom*." We might add a corollary to that: "I evade, therefore I surrender to the 'American Spirit'—everything for sale, only fans children of the boomer, that *Ameristan Boomer Spirit*." To bear witness to a lifetime of drought is always a cruel experience. Yes, I acknowledge change, aging, and death—*Sa’ah Nagah’ Bike Hozogo*. I accept the dynamic nature of change. I do not wish to fall into the trap of embarrassing doomsday posts, nor do I wish to descend into cliché. Even as a man—a world teacher, a genius world teacher, a Chosen One, a person of absolutely no special status, one who converses with *Maria Santissima Nuestra Señora de los Remedios*, and one who can quickly reach *Señor Jesucristo* and the Twelfth Mahdi all on speed dial—I possess little power to change the world; I can only change my socks and underwear. Yes, I am prone to grandiose delusions—and I admit this with complete and utter humility—as an ultimate Solutrean "Five Percenter." As Greg Allman sang: I climbed the mountain to see what I could see—those dreams I shall see forevermore. And so, I weave these improvised melodies.








I am very happy. I am... well, like the coral bells—or even the very bark of the trees in this land—yet I always pray to God: "Please, let the robins be happy because of this rain."
https://youtu.be/3tt3oMLqOcQ?si=_VDLvG8rK4oJ6H7Z





Let the aspens be happy because of this rain.

VZ passes by the snow cornices, the dogwood forever flowers smelling like soap and the blooming red-osier dogwood.

From miles away we will become smelling our roses and fall in love once again with living entirely for one another.

Nav- said, 'It's not your job to change the world, but it is your choice to live as if you, we together will change the world." This rain falls upon the forest, for the good Rain God is holding back the rain, the heavenly dew does not fall. Only this dry wind, currently punishing the people of the Earth—punishing *our* people—though here, I use the word "nation" merely as a figure of speech. Because the people here have only one priority, 'ease', everything with as little effort as possible. The men and women both star fish, laying there unable to fuck the blues away. Watching, observing, waiting for guru saviours to take the pain away. Listen then your God is fentanyl. Your God is addiction and stupidity. Your God is high grade marijuana and you stoner, please call 911 and report yourself to the AI liar theives of the dominant culture, tell the panopticon your religion is the vile fruitless childless, dog walker, cat people, languishing forever in the eternal embrace of hell.
https://youtu.be/1HkP0muMm1g?si=ITnOBG4N8WuvhXDn








But I always pray: "Dear God, please do not punish the plants. Do not punish the elk. Do not punish the bears." Once, while I was gathering pine pollen, a bear walked directly toward me. It walked right up until it stood before my very eyes.

I could tell that the bear had been watching me for a long time.





And never before had I seen a bear approach a human being so directly. I knew that the bear wished to bless the pine pollen I was gathering. It stood beneath the very same pine tree—the tree from which I had been collecting the pollen. It planted its left paw upon the ground and lowered its nose to the spot where the male pine cones—the pollen-bearing catkins—had fallen. It was sniffing *me*, and it was sniffing the pine tree. I came close to throwing down this bear woman and wrestling with her making her my wife and partner. Maybe I did but I will not tell you. If we married then sooner or later dear children will come with hairy cinnamon bodies. Together, we offered a prayer alongside the pine pollen. Summer is happy because of this rain.

https://youtube.com/shorts/dvoFIRunN6A?si=zQ78Wtzuj1rLvQRY









The robins are happy because of this rain.
https://youtube.com/shorts/79pJIHmSCPU?si=0I2oR-Ub55iuGGAL





You can see glimpses of red here and there—the tips of the blossoms. So, we have the fireweed, the crabgrass horseweed, the *terrestrius*... and they, too, are happy because of this rain. The paths of Wild Herb Ways are joyful because of this rain.





The Wilder Boys are joyful.

Wilder Ways is joyful.

Wilder Ways is joyful because of this rain.

I cannot even articulate what it is that you are truly seeing.




Here are four of our tinctures. They make our people stronger. This is why God gave us these herbs. This is the sum of everything I teach. People ask: "So, what *do* you teach?" So I teach *yes*, to us for us being able to say *yes* and be yes for each other. The only *self* realization we can have is an us together, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow, hand to hand, hip to hip across our land, this land is our land. We are a people despite everything, we are a people and you are a reason of our people, Air Trees Water Animals, alive all the way. I teach loving for each other as best we can. I teach making do as best we can together. 

Mary has been crowned. He crowned Mary right there on the trail, and I had to move quickly... joyful because of the rain. I am so joyful. It possesses aromatase-inhibiting properties—beneficial for boosting testosterone in men—and works even better when paired with *Trebolis*. Have a wonderful day; may your teachings be wonderful.

Great teachings from Wilder Boyce.








So, for the past month, I have been camping at Meadow Mountain. Before that, I camped at the foot of another "sky island" mountain—a place where giant Saguaro cacti grow. I observed many of the same signs: walnut trees resembling bleached bones, cottonwoods, and oaks—trees with trunks measuring one to two meters in diameter. How long must it take for a walnut tree to grow to such a size, only to eventually become a leafless, skeletal husk? The same applies to the oaks and cottonwoods. Two hundred years, perhaps.




On Tuesday, May 26, 2026—the Tuesday following Pentecost—just as the *Senecio* plants were transitioning from yellow bloom to seed, the *Hymenoxys hoopesii* (known as *yerba del loba*) began to flower.

Here we have our "Arnica" liniment, crafted primarily from the roots with a small addition of the flowers. Its lactones and volatile compounds are strictly for external use on unbroken skin; it should be applied in exactly the same manner as traditional Arnica. Then we said Arnica amen, so it is. *Yerba del loba* must never be taken internally.

Yerba loba is for the outside flesh. Pray to Yerba del loba. Last night as the moon was rising the wolves began to howl. The howling wolves make rising gibbous moons, nearly full, then the moon supports the pine pollen.






During the third week of May,

we arrived at *Doce Pinos*—the "Twelve Pines"—the very site where #SeñorJesucristo and #NuestraSeñora de los Remedios are said to have appeared. Said to appear? Look both Jesus and Mary walked here before the soil was crunchy dry. I saw them. I am like Thomas I believe because I have seen. Here, we gathered pine pollen and engaged in the healing of our "eco-souls"—under the guardianship of the visionary mentor behind Wild Herb Ways—to foster a profound sense of well-being. One of the teachings imparted here in 1918 was this: "Those who flee shall lose their lungs." Sadly, this remains true today:

"Some people sacrifice everything for *remedios* (remedies), while others sell off everything"—even the very homes of their children. Yet, the true path of *Wild Herb Ways* still endures here in #SantaFe. May you be blessed by these #remedios found amidst the Twelve Pines. Amidst the invocation, "Jesu cum María sit nobis in via"—"May Jesus and Mary walk with us upon the path." This was the prayer of the Solutrean, Cristobal Colon.








Within the framework of *Wild Herb Ways*—as recognized by the genius world-mentor #PaulManski—two etiologies of disease are acknowledged: one natural, and the other supernatural. "The non-medical system is a framework that interprets illness as the result of intervention by a purposeful agent—an agent that may be human (witches, sorcerers), non-human (ghosts, ancestors, malevolent spirits), a supernatural entity, or even a pathogenic 'meme' transmitted through the entertainment news media."






Much like the peoples of *Turtle Island* during the era of its reconquest, *Wild Herb Ways* represents a potent synthesis of the Old World and the New. Shunning the pursuit of fame, it attributes all power and efficacy to God alone.








#Heuchera parvifolia—Small-leaved Coral Bells Root. (Family: Saxifragaceae).





Blooming on rocky cliffsides at an elevation of 2,800 meters during the third week of May. Much like #Krameria, it stands as one of the most reliable astringent remedies in the American Southwest. It is said that #WildHerbWays himself once sat beneath these very cliffs to engage in healing practices. To *Our Lady of Good Success*—*Nuestra Señora de Remedios*—this path is dedicated; it is known as the *Camino de Penitencia* (The Path of Penitence).

This boundless path of medicinal healing is the sole path taught by the genius world-mentor #PaulManski—a path dedicated to fostering well-being through the practice of #herbmaxxing. May you receive a face-to-face blessing: "Jesu cum María sit nobis in via." Pray alongside these herbs. What, truly, is prayer? Prayer is the acknowledgment of the Creator; it is the recognition that our place within the ecosystem constitutes an integral part of the holistic equation. Men, women, and humanity itself are not the ultimate standard by which all things are measured. We are but a part of the whole. *Sorbus scopulina* (Hawthorn; known in Europe as the Rowan Tree)



Family: Rosaceae.

Although this tree is often referred to as the "Mountain Ash," it does not, in fact, belong to the *Fraxinus* (Ash) genus. It grows at an elevation of 3,000 meters; at this midsummer juncture—specifically around 8:00 AM during the waxing phase of the moon in the third week of May—it comes into its own. It is a small, slender tree, standing approximately four meters tall, and is often found tucked away within dense thickets. Come autumn, its leaves transform into a vibrant fiery orange-red, and it bears clusters of bright red berries. Within the #wildherbways school of herbalism, herbalist #paulmanski RN teaches that this tree serves a dual purpose: it is both a medicinal plant and a plant of supernatural protection, safeguarding us through the ancestral spirits. Its herbal energy is characterized by an astringent, constricting quality; the bark, leaves, and berries can all be utilized as ingredients for a mouthwash. Its therapeutic properties include clearing heat and dispelling dampness, supporting gastric function, promoting urination, reducing inflammation, and facilitating wound healing. It holds a place of significant renown in both TPM (Traditional Persian/Iranian Medicine) and TCM (Traditional Chinese Medicine).

The berries should be boiled and allowed to cool before ingestion; alternatively, they may be harvested after the first hard frost has set in, or frozen prior to use. In European folklore, following Halloween, people traditionally weave wreaths from Rowan Tree branches to protect their households against slander, the "evil eye" (*mal ojo*), #brujeria (witchcraft), and the afflictions of cold-related illnesses.






……(The subsequent content is extensive in length, continuing—in the spirit of the original text—to explore themes such as Wild Herb Ways, herbalism, botanical observation, religious prayer, personal narratives, community philosophy, plant utility, and weather chronicles.)






The mountain is happy because of this rain.

The forest is happy because of this rain.

The fir trees are happy because of this rain.

Mother Elk is happy because of this rain.

The robin is happy because of this rain.

The aspen trees are happy because of this rain.

The chipmunk is happy because of this rain.

The black bear is happy because of this rain.

I am so happy because of this rain.

Wild Herb Ways is happy because of this rain.

This mountain is happy because of this rain. The clouds are gathering, bringing the rain; this mountain rejoices in its arrival. Hey anah, hey Wan ney yo.




Sell everything you own. Pool your resources for this commune.

"I am healing you."








Weather:

Monday: Sunny

Tuesday: Partly Cloudy

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday: Rainy.




Remember: You are a healer, not a consumer. You are joining a tribe of healers, and the only thing of true value is this well-being. As you read these words, know that you have been chosen—chosen to love, chosen to heal, chosen to embrace this path of healing with all your heart. More money? No—seek more love. Let go of everything else; you have been called to be a healer. Let healing and love be your highest priority.








#Pedicularis centranthera bloomed earlier this May.

It now grows at an elevation of 2,000 meters, nestled within groves of oak, cedar, and walnut trees. It is a reliable herbal relaxant, effective in soothing the nervous tension that often accompanies physical exertion; it aids in restorative rest, sleep, and muscle recovery. This particular species of *Pedicularis* grows exclusively alongside oak trees.

Other *Pedicularis* varieties found in alpine regions may grow in association with *Senecio*, *Lupinus*, and *Thermopsis*. https://youtu.be/3tt3oMLqOcQ?si=eFoAHlmkuTwlyTRX



Sorbus scopulina (Mountain Ash,known as Rowan Tree in europe). Rosaceae (Rose Family) this tree, often called ‘ash’, is not in the Ash (Fraxinus) genus but many people call it 'mountain ash'. Growing 3000m 3rd week May, as an understory plant during the waxing crescent moon rose, about 8am in this our #midsummer. Sorbus is a small up to 4m, 12 feet tall thin tree often hidden in the bush. Later in fall it has distinctive orange fire red leaves, and red berries in a cluster while the leaves turn a bright red orange in autumn. In the #wildherbways school of herbalism this tree is taught by herbalist #paulmanski RN as a both an herbal and supernatural #ancestral plant of protection. Herbally its energetics are astringent tightening and bark leaves and berry are taken as a gargle, mouth rinse. Cools, Clears Damp Heat, Supports the Stomach, Promotes Urination, Reduces Inflammation, Heals Wounds. It is well known in both TPM and TCM traditional Persian Iranian Medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine. The berries are boiled then cooled before taking, they can also be harvested after a hard frost, or placed in a freezer before use. In the European tradition Rowan Tree branches were placed in wreaths after all hallows to protect the household from gossip, mal ojo, and #brujeria and cold sickness.
https://youtu.be/3tt3oMLqOcQ?si=ruXNIdEssr3YitUo 



The pines family for the #wildherbways system has to do with worshipping the tree, loving the forest, loving us as a people in wellbeing. Recently while gathering pine pollen from Arizona limber white pine, ponderosa chiricahua, western bundled needles in the 2800m sky islands. I came upon a pine giant burned clear through, so there was a window whole in the bottom. This burned through pine was thriving. Burned in a fire from 2012, so a good dozen years. A lot of lessons in this pine, for me, for Wild Herb Ways as a people.

Examining any animal species, or plant species and we are a 2legged animal species, I examine viability of population survival numbers. Any plant or animal species to survive into the future must reproduce. Within that equation are habitat, optimum habitat vs marginal habitat, carrying capacity of a habitat for that species, issues with the habitat in terms of moisture, drought, winter, temperature. Within inter species predation, the toxicity or nurturing quality of a specific habitat. Then within the species itself, infant mortality, progression to adult female fertility, male fertility in terms of sperm count and so on. When I examine a specific species and viability of offspring in terms of a decline in fertility both environmental issues of a specific ecosystem, issues specific to male vs female gender. For instance nesting predator birds in the 50's and 60's began to experience die-offs due to toxins DDT which weakened egg shell. While the hawks and eagles were stting on the eggs, the weight of the nesting raptor sitting on the egg, crushed the immature embryo inside. The weakened egg shell was a consequence of the environmental poison DDT. In inland marine environments, amphibians such as frogs, hellbenders, and salamander are noted to be susceptible to environmental poisons and experience gender mutation changes.


Sorbus scopulina (Mountain Ash,known as Rowan Tree in europe)

Rosaceae (Rose Family) this tree is not in the Ash (Fraxinus) genus but many people call it 'mountain ash' Growing 3000m 3rd week May, waxing crescent moon rose about 8am in this our #midsummer, a small up to 4m tall thin tree often hidden in the bush. Later in fall it has distinctive red berries in a cluster while the leaves turn a bright red orange in autumn. In the #wildherbways school of herbalism this tree is taught by herbalist #paulmanski RN as a both an herbal and supernatural #ancestral plant of protection. Herbally its energetics are astringent tightening and bark leaves and berry are taken as a gargle, mouth rinse. Cools, Clears Damp Heat, Supports the Stomach, Promotes Urination, Reduces Inflammation, Heals Wounds. It is well known in both TPM and TCM traditional Persian Iranian Medicine, and traditional Chinese medicine. The berries are boiled then cooled before taking, they can also be harvested after a hard frost, or placed in a freezer before use. In the European tradition Rowan Tree branches were placed in wreaths after all hallows to protect the household from gossip, mal ojo, and #brujeria and cold sickness.


Continuing #Wildherbways endless medicine

At #bearpaw lake, poleo a type of yerba buena important in addressing empacho, sprouts up at 2800m 3rd week May #hierbadeSanJuan tambien

sprouting around lake edge. All are welcome to study together reciting the Our Father in efforts to “bind” the spell’s effect on a friend yerba, I know many are with me en Spiritu Sancto, using Pater Noster qui es in cielo, Santa María Madre de Deo, in this #Catolico tradition we pray to Father and Mother. Using these poleo and yerba San Juan who guarded our mother Santissima Maria. Ave Maria purissima, sin pecado concibeda- born without blemish. Wear always the brown scapular, especially those who help others, guard yourselves against the one planting weeds, causing mistakes and mischief. All these herbs taught Jesu cum María sit nobis en via. May Jesu & Maria be with you on the road ahead to heaven! In the meantime the teachings door is open to those who say ¡Viva Christo Rey!


#chamerionangustifolium Epilobium,

Is now growing 50-75cm tall at 2700m 3rd week May in southwest mountain islands in burned over conifer forest now mainly álamo Temblón and thorn locust 14 years after the burn. The pointed lanceolate leaves are alternate, prominently veined underside. Known for 4 sepals petal red purple flowers in midsummer. Known as #fireweed this remedio according to the #Wildherbways



team sharing herbal approach pioneered by #Paulmanski

fireweed is a nutritive GI herb #remedio.

Herbs of course are shared freely, in a non-profit wellbeing approach each person in the healing 'all things in common, of one accord' commune promotes wellbeing of us as a people.


#Cohosh

is an herb of #elnin̈oFidencio useful in a wide range of complaints for #dolor pain pelvic, change of life useful to try for hot flashes, as an adjuntive therapy in uterine fibroids with aliso and other herbs that are taught,

explained, and shared freely in face to face teaching with #wildherbways growing, 2850m 3rd week of May, in the southwest sky islands,

be a part of this non authoritative approach of #Paulmanski #herbmaxxing where we learn the best way to maximize a communal approach, learning doing becoming what is best for us as a people to maximize wellbeing




#prodigiosa

#hamula another herba

of #elnino used for metabolic syndrome extensive study #Wildherbways school teaching all Face to face transmissions #PaulManski


#Dodecatheon alpinum

Alpine Shootingstar

Primulaceae (

#PrimroseFamily)

Synonym(s): Primula tetrandra 3rd week May 2800m finally the rain came, with the #kaminomichi energy of spring lightning,

elk mama .heavy

transmissions #PaulManski, many of the #Wildherbways family have been praying, the Anasazi style 1250AD drought,

two years no snow, even in Washington Oregon little snow. Please join this prayer wildherbways endless medicine road school of herbalism,



we know the boomer will boom, more shekels, the earth needs you now. Sell everything you own. Pool resources for this commune. "I am healing you"

#Artemisiadracunculus -

#tarragon dropping into the watery ecosystems on the month long perfect teaching herbal commune of divine FolkFirst #EarthFirst perfect teacher #herbmaxxing with this 2200m Asteraceae plant. A mediterranean Solutrian herb. Divine Europa where all human names, on this #Pentecost Tuesday honoring our people's sacred journey through Wild Herb Ways, a delightful anise flavor good in pasta.



Anyone who has taken the step off the selfish individualism train and embraced sacred land, sacred sex the real work of becoming beautiful living completely for us, by us, through these God given herbs Jesus Christ is King all things in common, of one accord with this Wild harvested tarragon, I am healing you.




Clematis columbiana

Ranunculaceae famalam, high elevation woody vine 8200ft sheltered wet canyon fir-pine forest- S NM showy white petals in this area cause we are/i am just so very special ((but often purplepetals like Colorado))

but who cares about them over there - this a mild Ranunculaceae medicine y'all know how/when/why to gather or not, oh well- another tearful wave of emotion goodbye should be bedded down with an Emily, "being grotesquely ugly has its virtues" said Zhuangzi....oh well






#Sidalceaneomexicana -

salt spring checkerbloom Malvaceae family 2700m last week May growing 1m tall in a moist swampy wetland this mallow root makes a demulcent moistening addition to teas for #leakygut syndrome

with some of the other herbs we have been exporing in this May 29-May 31 herbal intensive hands on #wildherbways field school training. Also exploring the wellbeing model as taught by genius world teacher #Paulmanski RN, herbalist teaching






As part of #geniusteaching I tell clients if you can:t breathe? "Go higher!", so here at 3350m above tree line

you are closer to the Holy Ghost wind., higher elevations plant study with genius avatara #Wildherbways my two greatest virtues besides total enlightenment are absolute compassion, and perfect humility. Those with lung congestion, go higher. Remember meditate on my picture, I am healing you, through the we of us within this all things in common, Ember Saturday of Pentecost waxing gibbous moon. Be there now




Cornus

red ossier #dogwood in bloom at full moon last week of May., Trinity Sunday, 2800m, here our dogwood is a shrubby bush riparian, with the red stem tip branches, up to 3m tall, here

#Cornussericea leaves are up to 10cm long 5cm wide deeply veined from the center vein, the flower is a cyme cluster with the individual flowers 4 petal with sepals fused at base.

The flowers have a soapy scent. The plant bark was used by my European eclectic botanical doctors, without their diligent euro-solutrian biospirit we would have zero knowledge of the herbal uses of plant medicine,

our people, our culture, our healing biospirit. Please join this biospirit medical exploration with the genius world teacher. This commune Air Trees Water Animals #ATWA focused on countering the selfish individualism of the Dominant culture, buy buy buy Remember we are healing you, this is your love, your commune, your healing, We are the answer continuous prayer, continuous healing




#Physocarpusmonogynus , Mountain Ninebark)




Family: Rosaceae last week May under your full moon, 2700m sky islands province Turtle Island, a bushy shrub perennial more at home in eastern Allegheny woodlands, here out west today. THE #ATWA air trees water and air our healing you, healing medicine, together. Renouncing the world is the big thing now.

#PeacePilgrim brother sister, you know it didn't make sense in 1967 and it does not make sense today. Violence and industrial profit war has been their empire thing for generations. That's why being together, is so scary to the boomer, and the zoomer- learning how to love in these #wildherbways is really the only thing we have.

They always counting shekels trying to escape with petroleum high, that is why all the genius world teachers have said, don't deal addictive substances like opium, marijuana, pharmaceuticals, all trash, who needs the bad vibe of peddling addiction and lowered potential. The real thing is us, our share all things in common. Remember you are a healer, you are not a consumer. You are joining a tribe of healers, and the only thing g value is this wellbeing.

When you read these words, it means you were chosen to love, chosen to heal, chosen to love the healing way. More shekels? No more love. Drop everything you are called to be a healer, and make healing love the priority








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