Blue and Green, Nuestra Señora

      Our Lady of God, Mary,

Nuestra Señora de Los Remedios is known to us who love her as  Mary the Mother of God Most Holy, Apostles to the apostles, teacher of teachers, healer of healers, Queen of queens, flower of flowers, La Dama azul. The Lady in blue. As we consider those of us above ground under the mantle of blue, we stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always. She became the pregnant sky woman, Virgo, La Señora Guadalupe the virgin of the zodiac about to give birth, from twelfth chapter Apocalypse, clothed with glory of sunlight. For this reason the experiential teaching is, 'Extra Mariam nulla salus', 

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She stands upon the moon supporting both her feet. On her head of consummate beauty is a wreath crown of the 12 star signs along the ecliptic we know as the zodiac, strewn across the purple thread she weaves of sky, that are the three fates past, present and future. This heavenly star the magi of the east followed pointed to the sidereal body of Christ, as the Epiphany flowing in the celestial band ecliptic.

When we take the remedios of St Peter, San Pedro of the flower world, we take into our bodies the Santa Fe of remedios of promise. At the Tridentine Mass of all time, the body and blood of Señor Jesuchristo is fully present.  Maria Madre Santisima, the mother of God, Madre de Dios, y Madre de nosotros, is also there within the mystery of the Holy Mass of alltime because, where the son dwells we know the mother is close by,  one can not be present without the other. Mary leads us to Christ. A dogma constructed solely of words has no place within the true faith. What is required of us is a dogma of experience, that must be in the heart, 'Extra Mariam nulla salus', 'Outside of Mary there is no salvation.' Yet we are not advocating a solipsism of personal emotion. The world itself in its exquisite beauty is infused by God with gifts of life. We are part of this creation and thereby the journey to the remedios is no other than the Santa Fe, the Holy Faith of our lives above ground under the woven purple threads of sky. On earth as it is in heaven, as above so below. By Jesus Christ and Mary we are journied and journeying, traveling, gifted and giving gifts.

     On her loom she weaves the dazzling stars upon the dark sky with sacred purple temple thread. She weaves the stars whose voices we hear, and for those who cannot see or hear the twinkling stars we offer prayers that their hearing may be restored. That there are those who can not see or hear the stars we have been warned that they walk among us and are forewarned. The three magi kings heard and saw the star and came following bringing remedio gifts to the new born divine remedio, El Señor Jesuchristo and his mother Mary, and her protector St Joseph. They brought gold, frankincense and myrrh. I speak of what these tree saps are. What are the tree sap gifts of the magi? The tree saps do not stand for other things as symbols. The tree saps are tree saps. These two tree saps are example of remedios. They were remedios then and are remedios now. We use tree saps today, so in that sense we are tres reyes, three kings. We are like saint Joseph, we protect and care for those entrusted to us as love.  Commiphora myrrha spp, is a gummy resin taken from a tree native to desert middle eastern, north Africa. Commiphora spp. Is mentioned multiple times in the old and new testament. It was one of the gifts the magi, three kings, presented to Jesus, Mary and Joseph as Epiphany. It was also present at the crucifixion, death and burial of Christ. It is a herbal medicine remedio and incense. Both of the tree sap resins have medicinal properties and a bitter taste. They brought the herbal remedios tree saps because Mary mother of Jesus knew their use and would teach the apostles.

    

A dream came to Mary and Joseph telling them Herod the King had plans to harm the Saviour. Here again dreams come still to us today. Without dreams and songs a man or woman is dead. Our faith is not a faith of museums or nostalgia for the past. Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre is to us Saint Lefebvre. Salvation has not stopped or paused. So they were told to place their lives in the hands of divine providence and began a journey of faith. To us the same is given. By the remedios our life becomes faith, hope and the charity of do no harm~~~Flight to Egypt

1. When the Magi had departed, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream, Hail Mary..Ave Maria…

2. He said, "Rise, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there till I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.", Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

3. Joseph rose and took the child and his mother by night, and departed to Egypt, and remained there until the death of Herod, Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

4. Then Herod, when he saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, was in a furious rage, Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

5. He sent and killed all the male children in Bethlehem and in all that region who were two years old or under. , Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

6. But when Herod died, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt, Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

7. "Rise, take the child and his mother, and go to the land of Israel, for those who sought the child's life are dead." And he rose and took the child and his mother, and went to the land of Israel, Hail Mary..Ave Maria..

-Mt 2:13-21

    was upon him. Hail Mary...Ave Maria

       Glory Be to the Father . . .

     Let there be lights made in the firmament of heaven, to divide the day and the night, and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days and years: Genesis 1:14 With regard to trauma, within the perfect complete divine all mother Mary there is no knot of trauma that can bind us. All knots that bind can be loosened via faith in her mercy of skillful means. As such we honour now the turning of seasons, within the seasonal sun wheel as the liturgy of experience in the bioregion of becoming under the protection of Santa Maria, holy all-mother. We acknowledge one perfecting completeness all-mother Mary, known by many names. Mother, mom, moma, sister, cousin, friend, wife and partner. As we consider those above ground under the blue, we stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always. https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2023/10/i-stand-with-green.html

     “The star that they had seen in its rising went ahead of them until it stopped above the place where the child lay. At the sight of the star, they were overjoyed. Entering the house, they saw the child with Mary, his mother, and bowed to the ground in homage to him; then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts: gold, frankincense and myrrh” (Matthew 2:9–11). The star of the Magi is also known as the Epiphany connected to the sidereal body composed of the heavenly principles, of stardust, and falling star pollen. This heavenly star they followed pointed to the sidereal body of Christ flowing in the celestial band ecliptic. If we have no churches, no priests we still maintain the Santa Fe, the holy faith, by wearing the brown scapular, the miraculous medal. We find our milagros de La Navidad. Some are gifted the knowledge of their ancestors. Some only have the dreams that come when we close our eyes. When we smell la gobernadora’s sticky sweet, salty, bitter leaves of rain, desert lavender, the thick sweet sleepy valeriana from the deer house, the gifts of Emma, wife of the lamb of God.

      

 The Magi reported back to king Herod but were instructed in a dream to be deceptive in communicating with Herod, as Herod’s intentions were not life affirming to the Christ child and the Holy Family. And so we and our intentions are clear yet murky for the same reasons. As the Holy Family Jesus, and the Massacre of the Innocents, Mary and Joseph fled from these maleficent forces pursuing their peril. That there are those with motives and intentions different than ours, for our motives are the wellbeing of all, is clear. There is no thing new under the sun by day or under the darkness woven purple thread of stars. On their endless road of flight, Mary and the Holy Family Jesus, Mary and Joseph found shelter and stayed a few days with a farmer who was just beginning preparing his field for planting. The wheat was just planted. As the Holy Family Jesus, Mary and Joseph were refreshed, they prepared to leave the shelter of the good famer, Mary said to the farmer, “When the soldiers of Herod come after us, they will ask of you, if you have seen us. Answer them, ‘Yes I did see a family like you describe.’ The soldiers of Herod will then ask, ‘Tell us, When did they pass this way? Herod the king wants to find the child and offer homage.’, ‘Answer them, ‘They came by this way when I was just planting this wheat.’  When the soldiers came by, looking for the Holy Family, the wheat was tall, ripe high with wheat berries ripe and ready to harvest. Just as Mary foretold the soldiers of Herod asked the farmer, ‘Tell us farmer, When did they come this way?’. Before the Holy Family left the shelter and sanctuary of the farmer, Mary Joseph and the Christ child Jesus performed a miracle. The wheat the farmer planted overnight grew magically to full height which would take 3 months to full maturity in a single night . So the soldiers turned back because of the wheat mirale thought it had been  months since the Holy Family Jesus, Mary and Joseph passed this way, and it was no use searching for them here,

     The heavenly star the magi followed heralded the arrival of the supreme remedio, Nuestro Señor Jesucristo and the magi brought with them gifts of gold and two desert tree sap remedio hierbas, frankincense and myrrh. Even so there is the sap and resin of pinon pine, manzanita leaf, the green of cedar, yerba santa, yerba mansa, desert lavender, all remedio hierbas placed here by the divine creator king. As we consider those above ground under the blue, we stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always.

     Our Love Will be Jesus, original song from the musical, by Paul Manski, Wild Herb Ways, copyright 2017. All instruments played by genius world teacher, Wild Herb Ways percussion, guitars, electric, acoustic, bass, vocals recorded 2017. https://youtu.be/kwbJDk-SU7k?feature=shared

Sung Lyrics. "You can be Mary, You can be Mary. Come take my hand. Don't be afraid. Stand upon the mountain because you are courageous. Together we're strong. Nothing can come between us. You will be Mary. I will be Joseph. Our love will be Jesus. I tell you that our love it will be Jesus. You can be courageous. Nothing can come between us. You are my strength. You are my shakti. You are courageous. You will be Mary. And I will be your Joseph... and our love will be Jesus, I tell you, our love will be Jesus. Yes our love will be Jesus, come take my hand..." Spoken litany petitions: "Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe ruega por nosotros. Nuestra Señora de los remedios, ruega por nosotros. La corazon de la Imaculada de Maria, ruega por nosotros. Por la señal de la Santa Cruz, de nuestros enemigos líbranos, Señor, Dios nuestro. En el nombre del Padre, y del Hijo, y del Espíritu Santo. Amén. Ave María Purísima. Sin pecado concebida. Dios te salve, María; llena eres de gracia; el Señor es contigo; bendita tú eres entre todas las mujeres, y bendito es el fruto de tu vientre, Jesús. Santa María, Madre de Dios, y Madre de nosotros,ruega por nosotros pecadores, ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte. Amén. Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe ruega por nosotros. Nuestra Señora de los remedios, ruega por nosotros. La corazon de la Imaculada de Maria, ruega por nosotros. Ave María Purísima.

Sin pecado concebida."

Nuestra Señora is Mary Most Holy Mother of God, the Eva of defeat in Eden, becoming the Ave of victory to crush the head of the serpent. St Louis de Monfort writes, quoting Ecclesiasticus 24 ““God the Father wishes Mary to be the mother of His children until the end of time and so he says to her, ‘Dwell,’ that is to say, take up your abode permanently in my children” (True Devotion 29).  True Devotion 34: “God the Holy Ghost wishes to fashion his chosen ones in and through Mary. He tells her, ‘My well – beloved, my spouse, let all your virtues take root in my chosen ones.’ ” True Devotion 34:  Ecclesiasticus 24:12: “So I took root in an honored people, the portion of the Lord who is their inheritance.” “I made that in the heavens there should rise light that never faileth, and as a cloud I covered all the earth”:, this cloud is the cloud seen by Elias from Carmel that waters the land as the blue greening of winter spring rains, the prophesied remedios we gather in the hill country at the time of the blue bonnets, the time of the blue Lupine, mariposa lily, phacelia, Salvia columbarii left by Sor Maria Agreda. The year begins at Imbolc as we tie the cross of St Brigid upon the door. The food for the children of the lamb of God who wear the brown wool scapulario. And so we have winter roots osha, aralia, mallow, lingua del vaca, inmortal, cherry bark, all watered by an ever-flowing stream, an underground fountain. The leaves of the tree are la gobernadora, poleo, romero, grindelia, hierba de san Juan, sauco, On both sides el rio de vida, el grande rio, the sky and earth, pregnant sky woman, Virgo, La Señora Guadalupe the virgin of the zodiac about to give birth, from twelfth chapter Apocalypse, on earth as in heaven, as above so below. All the remedios come from Nuestra Señora Maria by the holy Ghost wind, watered by arcoíris under the eternal sun, el sol de vida. 'Extra Mariam nulla salus', 'Outside of Mary there is no salvation.'

     For that reason we ask favor and blessings of our advocate Mary, our heavenly queen, she who loves those who love her. Without the divine feminine creative generative force both in the world around us and in the remedio of plants there is little hope. She is intensely vital, green, maternal, generative, cyclic, creative and fertile. As we consider those above ground under the blue, we stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always. She is everywhere doing everything, even the salvation to come for which the curing of disease is a sign. The generative vital force in humankind like the animal and plant kingdoms is the combination of male and feminine. The mixture and dynamic interaction of male and female is the only possible solution in healing, sacred land, sacred sex, both in the world, our communities and neighborhoods and within our bodies. Not healing only the physical bodies also the body politic, to live in peace and love. She is likewise the greening earth songs linked to the deerhouse blooming rapturously fragrant at the Equinox of Spring at the gates of Aries, being the lamb of God. As we consider those above ground under the blue, we stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always. https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2017/12/creosote-bush-way.html

     The Holy family of God is composed of those who engage with daughters of Eve and sisters of Mary in equal partnership to birth the kingdom in secret unobtrusively lest satan who prowls the earth sabotaging the way, gains knowledge of your whereabouts and doings. If you know only a few plants from the place where you live, or know only one single plant growing nearby, by sharing with brothers and sisters, in this house built with mud, earth, water and straw you have an important remedio of person, plant and place. You have the remedios from that tree, as that tree for healing the people as home, as dwelling place, as community, as neighborhood, lignum vitae. Just as Mary came into the world hidden and insignificant, a complete unknown, so the children of God come into this world disguised like water, seeking the lowest places. Yet like water we are able to wear down the tallest mountains. Our power is in our weakness born of love. Mary in truth consoles Eve and councils her by grace. She leads us to her son Señor Jesuchristo by the way of Eve, via the path of Ave, cautions us to danger and heals us by way of the remedios. “‘Be well aware,’ quoth then that Ladie milde, ‘Least suddain mischiefe ye too rash provoke: The danger hid, the place unknowne and wilde,'” (Una in Spenser’s The Faerie Queene785).

Wild herb ways has to do with person, plant and place. These words point towards the remedios, yet they are not the remedios. In the same way as a painted cake can not satisfy hunger. With the hand of Brigid we point at the full moon, yet do not mistake the finger pointing for the moon itself. The remedios as both plant preparations, petitions and prayers point to the Nuestra Señora, partner, helpmate in salvation, consort of the Holy Ghost known to us as Sky Queen Mary, pregnant sky woman, Virgo, La Señora Guadalupe the virgin of the zodiac about to give birth, from twelfth chapter Apocalypse. https://youtu.be/effMQ3ak8sg?feature=shared

     Mary has taken the right ear of Eve in Eden to which the serpent whispered, and through her left ear heard the still small voice, within and without, the left side closer to the heart for the Reconquista of España then and later Nueva España. Through the later middle ages Mary was seated reading the divine word, as a beam of light penetrating her whole body as the Holy Ghost. As before the great Satan is a liar and deceiver who seduces the whole world and continues the fight against Nuestra Señora and her son El Señor Jesucristo, and the people who love her.  Just as before on the Turtle island when they had great pyramids, an altar stacked with human skulls for the purpose of instilling fear practicing human sacrifice so does the great Satan today rule by fear and surveillance, do the same anew with a slaughter of the Innocents, infants unborn killed in the womb in the virtue signal of fear under the banner of freedom, with the failed promise of plenty holding them in the silent grip of death and eternal damnation. 

     Nuesta Señora as the Lady in Blue under her blue mantle brings to us many remedios. The true Santa Fe would not have been but for the faith of Mary being a church of one. '[After the flight of the Apostles from the Garden of Gethsemane] She [Mary] by Herself alone then constituted the entire Church, because She alone preserved full faith, hope and love, complete worship and adoration for the great object of our faith, not only supplying her full share for Herself, but for the Apostles and for the whole human race.' Sor Maria Agreda Mystical City of God. Mary began her work immediately after the resurrection of Señor Jesuchristo. She went to España to visit Santiago at Zaragoza. She traveled far and wide into the wilderness, and back, to instruct her children saved, fed by the blood of the lamb. So we follow the lamb and the flower world of remedios, knowing El Señor Jesuchristo came from that world of flowers. The dragon remains angry against the woman, her children and their remedios poisoning their bodies with pharmakeia: and goes to make war with the rest of her seed kind, who attempt to keep the commandments of God, and have the testimony of Jesus Christ. She travels to The Island of the Rabbit, the Turtle Island, to Heliopolis, The city of the Sun, Hispania Citeria, Hispania Ulterior, Nueva España, Spain, France, Nuevo Mexico, the plains of San Augustine, the mountains of the Gila. In Nuevo España, now known as Arizona, Sonora, New Mexico, Texas she sent the Blue Lady Sor Maria de Jesus de Ágreda. The frequent milagros in the days of 1620 onward took Sister Maria from her cloister in Ágreda over the water to the Turtle Island where she taught the people their the Trinidad and gives to us remedios of plants, limpias, and council. From the year 1620 to 1625 at least 500 times she crossed the great waters to climb the turtle’s back, and not only those years past but even still till today she becomes present, as Nuestro Señora de los Remedios, Señor y Virgen del Milagro, Nuestra Señora Guadalupe, Santa Teresita who taught by Huila taught at the foot of the Sierra Blanca where the Rio San Francisco meets the Gila. Santa Teresita  through the Virgin healed many, and her grave at Clifton is a place of pilgrimage to the remedios she used. https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2023/10/zoe-gobernadora.html

      From the year 1622 to 1625 Sor Maria Agreda at least 500 times became present, to the native Americans, Latinos and Anglos and all devotees of Christ and Mary, to open the hearts through the mercy of her remedios,  – in the provinces of Quiviras, Jumanas and other zones of New Mexico,  something that was investigated by the Inquisition, where the fame of the blue lady from Agreda who evangelized vast areas of New Mexico has endured to this day. The Blue Lady, Sor Maria de Jesus de Ágreda,  served as counsel to King Philip IV, El Rey Planeta, the Planet King Felipe Domingo Victor de la Cruz for 22 years. Together the two, the king and saintly sister brought the faith to New Mexico via miraculous means of her documented appearances and normal means of La Santa Fe, the Tridentine Mass, the baptismal marks and vows through eternity of celestial marriage and the salvation of souls gone before suffering immensely in purgatory. It should be understood that through the entire north and south americas the miraculous virgin is known and loved and appeared many times through miraculous means, often with Father Junipero Serra. The Catholic king Philip IV, El Rey Planeta, the Planet King was known for his profound faith Don Philip the Fourth, by the grace of God king of Castile, Leon, Aragon, the Two Sicilies, Jerusalem, Portugal, Navarre, Granda, Toledo, Valencia, Galicia, Majorca, Minorca, Seville, Cerdagne, Cordoba, Corsica, Murcia, Jaen, the Algarves, Algeciras, Gibraltar, the Canary Islands, the Eastern and Western Indies being the Americas, the islands and terra firma of the Ocean, archduke of Austria, duke of Burgundy, Brabant, Milan, count of Habsburg, Flanders, Tyrol, Barcelona, lord of Biscay and Molina, King of the Spains, Don Phillip the Fourth. King Philp IV, El Rey Planeta, the Planet King held court at Zaragoza which was home to Our Lady of Pilar, who appeared there to Santiago disciple of the Saviour in the year 40A.D. when the province of Hispania was under the rule of the Roman empire. Philip IV passed a proclamation of law in 1625 closing prostitution houses and brothels in the kingdoms of Spain. Philip IV made known to the inhabitants of the New world, the New Jerusalum being the body of the Virgin Mary.

     What we know through her letters is thar Sor Maria Agreda was chosen by God because precisely at that time the earth had become drunk with darkness and was close to annihilation sorely in need of the remedios, “For now is the hour, the opportune time to let men know of the just cause of my anger…the world has reached a wretched century…when eternal night dons for the wicked.”, Mary to Sor Maria Agreda, letter. Sor Maria Agreda, “I want to make known to mortals, how much her intercession is worth, who brought them redemption to their sins by giving mortal life in her womb to the immortal God.” 

     I tell you yes Jesus walked here in New York, Navoo, Utah, New Mexico, to the Salt Lake and especially to the mountains. We have the blue bonnets of Texas, the  woman dressed in blue. Maria of Agreda came here and taught, and not only one time. Mary brought these simple cord rosaries, and the plain wool scapularios which we wear still today next to our hearts. Between 1621-1630. Father Junipeo Serra met with Mary of Agreda in California, Arizona, Texas and New Mexico. The Mother of God, Mary has walked here among us also. The blood of Christ came through the biospirit of Mary. The most precious blood of Jesus came first from the blood pumping in the arteries of the Immaculate heart of Mary.

     Based on 1 Nephi 11:8-23  

     “And it came to pass that the Spirit said unto me:

“Look!”

And I looked and beheld a tree; and it was like unto the tree which my father had seen; and the beauty thereof was far beyond, yea, exceeding of all beauty; and the whiteness thereof did exceed the whiteness of the driven snow. And it came to pass after I had seen the tree, I said unto the Spirit:

“I behold thou hast shown unto me
the tree which is precious above all.”

I beheld a virgin, and she was exceedingly fair and '. And it came to pass that I saw the heavens open; and an angel came down and stood before me; and he said unto me:

“Nephi, what beholdest thou?”

And I said unto him:

“A virgin,
most beautiful and fair
above all other virgins…And he said unto me:

“Behold, the virgin whom thou seest
is the mother of the Son of God,
after the manner of the flesh.” https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2017/04/emmas-sheep-house-teaching-milky-river.html

     “ I did not reveal these mysteries in the primitive Church because they are so magnificent, that the faithful would have been lost in scrutinizing and admiring them at a time when it was more necessary to establish firmly the law of grace and of the Gospel. Although all such mysteries and the Gospel are in perfect harmony with each other, human ignorance might have recoiled at their magnitude and suffered doubt, when faith in the incarnation and redemption and the precepts of the new law of the Gospel were still in their infancy....If the world was then not yet capable of fully obeying the law of grace and fully assenting to faith in the Son, so much less was it prepared to be introduced into the mysteries of His Mother and to faith in her. And now the need for these mysteries is so much greater, that I am compelled to reveal them.” (Mystical City of God, Sor Maria Agreda pg 187 v.1 pg34)

     

La Señora de la Divina Providencia, She is the woman who taught and teaches the practice of divine providence and the way of the remedios. The words of the Angelus prayer, Luca 1:38 “Dixit autem Maria: Ecce ancilla Domini: fiat mihi secundum verbum tuum. Et discessit ab illa angelus.” Mary said, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord, Be it done to me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her.  Lucas 1:37-38 “And behold thy cousin Elizabeth, she also hath conceived a son in her old age; and this is the sixth month with her that is called barren: Because no word shall be impossible with God. “said yet Mariam, be-percieving Lo! The slave servant of the Master, The Lord, may it be, becoming, to me, according to the declaration of you. And from-came her the angel, messenger.”,  We are to pray the songs of Mary as the Angelus prayer three times daily at waking, at noon and at eventide, wear the brown wool scapular, attend the Holy Tridentine Mass of all time, pray the Holy Rosary and work for healing as community. The brown scapular you wear must be of simple brown wool, without any obvious markings because this scapular itself is its own meaning.  The brown wool scapular is likewise a magic potent protection charm of ancient Christendom. It is a protection against mal ojo, witchcraft and satanic black magic and guarantees the wearer the Sabbatine privilege. We have been taught that just as Jesus Christ descended into hell and ascended into heaven.

The blessed Lady Mary, mother of God and our mother, each Saturday visits the stranded souls suffering immensely in purgatory. Purgatory is where unprepared baptized souls go after death following the particular judgement when they are too virtuous for the eternal damnation of hell, but too sinful for heaven. The traditional faith of the Church, by reference to certain texts of Scripture, speaks of a cleansing fire, refers to two New Testament texts: I Cor. 3:15 -- "But if someone's work is burned up, that one will suffer loss; the person will be saved, but only as through fire." I Peter 1:7 -- "That the trial of your faith (much more precious than gold which is tried by the fire) may be found unto praise and glory and honor at the appearing of Jesus Christ:.  St. Gregory the Great’s comments on Mt. 12:31 as well: “ As for certain lesser faults, we must believe that, before the Final Judgment, there is a purifying fire. He who is truth says that whoever utters blasphemy against the Holy Spirit will be pardoned neither in this age nor in the age to come. From this sentence we understand that certain offenses can be forgiven in this age, but certain others in the age to come.” Going back to Elisha the Tishbite and Mount Carmel and the small mist coming from the sea which waters the remedios so they may grow in the gardens of cultivation. For this you should have a small bell, brass hand cymbal, or triangle, anything to make a dinging, tingling, high pitched sound to ring to mark the hour with sound announcing the prayers you say. Likewise sign the plants with the cross and rosary and ring the bell. Make prayers to the glorious three, Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

     The meaning of the cross and the suffering of Señor Jesuchristo seen through the Immaculate Heart of Mary in the Rosario is to restore balance and to enlarge the heart. For this work you must listen and work with one another in remedios. That is the meaning of gathering the cross, signing in the remedios. When you go to  mountain know you are approaching the burning bush, the sacred place so take a trusted friend from the other side with you to mountain. To create harmony be harmonious, release and let go of things that no longer fit. Without pain there is no gain, so increase pain tolerance. We do not seek pain, yet for the struggle one must learn to endure pain. No one can grasp the remedios unless you take up the cross. Make your prayers to song and your footsteps to prayers of dancing. Wherever you may be, stop and pray. The people that are with you are to be in continuous prayer of one mind and one accord for these remedios. For she's Nuestra Señora de Los Remedios, the divine woman of yerbas and plants, mediatrix of all graces for she is full of grace. Not only is Mary Mediatrix of all graces she is Coadjutrix of his Passion. The importance of the rosary is to experience Christ’s passion through the eyes and Immaculate Heart of Mary.  'Extra Mariam nulla salus', 'Outside of Mary there is no salvation.'

    At the moment of the Angelus there is the Annunciation of the angel Gabriel to Mary. We commemorate the Annunciation as one of many mysteries in her rosary of prayer. Mary herself was conceived through miraculous means. As a small child was taken by her parents St Anne and St Joachim, to a school and spent her formative early years learning the healing arts of midwifery and herbal healing. She was taught there by St Mary Salome, St Emmea and St Anastasia. These teachers later lived with the Holy Family. At the age of 16 she graduated from the school and was betrothed to Joseph where she attained to the Holy Family. The Holy family was the communal teaching vehicle. She took to weaving with the purple thread. Afterwords her loom became her perfect body and she set out to weave our salvation through her own flesh, blood and sinews. The light of the Holy Ghost shone into her Left ear and the word became fleh and dwelt amongst us. Just as Eve listened to the deceiver whisper words into her right ear, Mary listens with the left ear closest to the heart. When Mary gave birth both Salome and Emmea where there with the angels. Salome, like the doubting Thomas of Christ, could not believe without seeing and touching. So she requested of the Blessed Virgin permission to examine her innermost private parts, and placed her fingers in Mary’s crotch to see if the hymen was intact, then she believed. Both Salome and Emmea were visited by angels and agreed to keep secret the miraculous nature of the birth to guard Mary’s true identity. They were told that Satan had hatched a plot within the gates of hell to thwart the birth of Jesus. The arrogance of Lucifer could not believe that such an inconspicuous terrestrial woman of no consequence could be the mother of God. The demons were constantly seeking to create havoc and sabotage salvation. Salome and Emmea both taught with Jesus and St Joseph and a company of others who we call ‘Mary’s’, who give of themselves and their substance and live in their household. It was Mary who said, 'They have no wine. Do whatever he says.' It was Mary who stood at the foot of the cross with John. Mary who went to the tomb and discovered the risen Lord. Mary who met Jesus on the road. Mary who gave the Holy Ghost to the Apostles as tongues of fire. It is through Mary that we come to Jesus. How is it that Mary has disappeared from the faith? God could have created salvation through stones, he created salvation through a woman and through the family. For that reason women, their husbands, their children and the family life are sacred. The family is an actual church.

https://pgmanski.blogspot.com/2017/03/valerian-kiss.html

     The morning of the Annunciation, Mary had walked, as she went everyday to the spring of flowing water near her home to bring to her community the water. Mary is the morning water woman, the changing woman Na’as’dhan Nadlee’. Today this spring is known as Mary’s well. It was at this spring that Mary kept her garden of healing remedios. Mary the mother of Jesus was an herbalist, a curandera, and she cultivated a great variety of healing plants.  Seated on a raised bench, made of stone and wood, with the sounds of birds singing she sat weaving, in the dappled sunlight, knitting with sacred purple thread. Just then the angel Gabriel came to her. The place where Mary lived was known as ‘Flowers’, so Mary the flower was to give birth to flowers, meaning the healing remedios. Indeed it is Señor Jesuchristo who came from the world of flowers. 

    The confessor of Sor Maria Agreda in 1630, described her thus to the Inquisition, ““Before saying anything else, I state that the said Mother Mary of Jesus, at present Abbess of the Convent of La Concepción, is almost 29 years of age, with a handsome face, a very clear and rosy complexion and large black eyes.”

"The fashion of her habit …. is simple like ours, that is, of coarse brown sackcloth worn next to the body without any other tunic. Over this brown habit is one of heavy white sackcloth, with a scapulary of the same and the cord of our Father St. Francis. Over the scapulary is the rosary. They wear no shoes or other footwear except boards bound to their feet or some straw sandals. The mantle is of heavy blue sackcloth and the veil is black.” In the 1600’s in what is now called by some a so called state, Arizona and New Mexico near the place where the San Francisco meets the Gila, near the foot of Sierra Blanca, in the copper mining districts, Native American miners there reported, “She had spoken, shouted and harangued them … and showed them a cross. The nations of the Gila River shot her with arrows, leaving her for dead on two occasions. Reviving, she disappeared into the air. They did not know where her house and dwelling was. After a few days, she returned again and then many times after to preach to them.” The men were then roughly eighty years old, and were young boys 6-10 years old when they recalled meeting the Blue Lady, eighty years previous.

     “As a fair olive tree in the plains, and as a plane tree by the water in the streets, was I exalted. 20 I gave a sweet smell like cinnamon, and aromatical balm: I yielded a sweet odour like the best myrrh:

21 And I perfumed my dwelling as storax, and galbanum, and onyx, and aloes, and as the frankincense not cut, and my odour is as the purest balm. 22 I have stretched out my branches as the turpentine tree, and my branches are of honour and grace. 23 As the vine I have brought forth a pleasant odour: and my flowers are the fruit of honour and riches. 24 I am the mother of fair love, and of fear, and of knowledge, and of holy hope. 25 In me is all grace of the way and of the truth, in me is all hope of life and of virtue.

26 Come over to me, all ye that desire me, and be filled with my fruits.

27 For my spirit is sweet above honey, and my inheritance above honey and the honeycomb. 28 My memory is unto everlasting generations. 29 They that eat me, shall yet hunger: and they that drink me, shall yet thirst. 30 He that hearkeneth to me, shall not be confounded: and they that work by me, shall not sin. 31 They that explain me shall have life everlasting. 32 All these things are the book of life, and the covenant of the most High, and the knowledge of truth.” 

Ecclesiasticus 24:19-32 

Stand with the green, in all directions, may all be well, blessings always. 

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This litany was recieved from Our Blessed Mary by the Venerable Sister Maria de Jesus de Agreda (1602-1665) who wrote it in one night, while in ecstasy. This litany was recited in the Royal Court of El Rey Planeta, Philip IV of Spain. It was taken to the land now known as New Mexico by the Conquistadores and saintly souls It is enriched with indulgences by the Supreme Pontiff and various Prelates. Letanía y nombres misteriosos de la Reina del Cielo, mi Señora Esta letanía fue compuesta por la Venerable Sor María de Jesús de Agreda (1602-1665) que la escribió en una noche. Está enriquecida con indulgencias por Sumo Pontífice y varios Prelados. Ver también: -Triduo a la Venerable Sor María de Jesús de Agreda -La Virgen del Coro

Kyrie, eleyson. Christe, eleyson. Kyrie, eleyson. Christe, audi nos. Christe, exaudi nos. Santa Maria, Emperatriz del cielo y tierra, Ora pro nobis. Hija del Eterno Padre, ... Madre del Eterno Hijo, ... Esposa del Eterno y santo Espíritu, ... Complemento de la inefable y beatísima Trinidad, ... Espejo inmaculado y perfectísimo de la Divinidad, ... Esfera de la Divina omnipotencia, Centro de la bondad incomprensible, Aurora de la eternidad interminable, Lucero del eterno sol y luz inaccesible, Gloria de la Jerusalén triunfante, Virtud y fortaleza de la Jerusalén militante, Alegría del pueblo santo y escogido, Ejemplar de los supremos y abrasados Serafines, Resplandor de los iluminados Querubines, Santa y justa emulación de la angélica naturaleza, Victoria de los ejércitos del Señor Dios, Honra de la humana naturaleza, Decoro y hermosura de todo lo criado, Triunfo y triunfadora de los enemigos del Altísimo, Nobilísimo objeto en pura criatura de loa predestinados, Corona de los Santos, Laureola de las vírgenes, Flor candidísima de la castidad virginal, Bálsamo oloroso de la pureza corporal, Prodigio inexplicable de la pureza espiritual, Vencedora de la muerte y del pecado, Judit animosa que al príncipe de las tinieblas degollaste, Mujer fuerte cuyo precio vino de lejos de la Divinidad, Mujer invicta e invencible que a la antigua serpiente quebrantaste la cabeza, Torre de David contra el infierno, Escala de Jacob que llega al cielo, Manantial de toda gracia y vida eterna, Archivo de las riquezas del muy alto, Origen de los dones de su diestra, Restauradora de la inconstancia y culpa de Eva, Arco del cielo que el sereno de la piedad anuncias, Nave de la contratación del cielo cargada del pan que nos sustenta, Arca incorruptible del nuevo y eterno testamento, Tierra santa donde llovió el cielo el maná vivo, Tierra de promisión que mana leche y miel de gracia, Vellocino rociado con la misma Divinidad, Mesa franca del pacífico y verdadero rey Asuero, Zarza no consumida y abrasada, Oculta vida que a las almas resucitas, Antídoto contra el veneno de la serpiente antigua, Glorioso fin de la sabiduría de Dios y su potencia, Ester privilegiada de la común ley de la culpa, Prudente reina que a tu pueblo librasteis de la muerte, Reina sola de tus vasallos fidelísima, Retrato que engrandeces a tu Artífice, Monte santo donde se dio la ley de amor, Memorial justo que ofrecemos al justo Juez los pecadores, Pura criatura a Dios más inmediata, Custodia del escondido Sacramento, Fénix única que en tu fuego renovada regeneraste al mundo, Pelícano que con tu sangre en tu Hijo alimentas a tus hijos, Amantísima que amas hasta el fin a quien te ama, Estampa del ser divino que acredita el ser humano, Instrumento del amor inmenso y de sus obras, Atalaya que avisa al navegante, Receta para enfermos incurables, Imán que lleva a Si los corazones, Antorcha que da luz al que va a oscuras, Refugio y sagrado para quien huye de la justicia, Terror para las furias del infierno, Jerusalén adornada con su esposo, Esposa que pacificas al verdadero Sansón indignado con los hombres, Abogada que sabiamente alegas nuestra causa, Madre del amor hermoso y santa esperanza, Madre del temor discreto y grandeza del corazón, Flor del campo, Rosa mística, Lirio de los valles, Huerto cerrado, Fuente sellada, Puerta del cielo, Casa del sol, Mi dulce vida por quien vivo y por quien muero, Mi madre y mi maestra, por quien me gobierno, María siempre virgen prudentísima,

De todo mal y culpa, líbrame Señora. De la ira del Altísimo, ... De su desgracia y ofensa, ... De la muerte súbita e improvisa, Del furor y saña de mis enemigos, De la astucia maliciosa de la serpiente, De la ira, odio y mala voluntad, Del espíritu inmundo, De la ofensa de mis hermanos y prójimos, De la inconstancia en la virtud, De la muerte eterna por el pecado, De la muerte eterna por el pecado, De la muerte eterna por el pecado, En el día del juicio, Por tu purísima Concepción inmaculada, Por tu natividad santísima, Por tu presentación al templo, Por la encarnación del Verbo eterno en tus purísimas entrañas, Por la dignidad inefable de ser Madre de Dios, Por el gozo que de ver a Dios de Ti hecho hombre y adorado recibiste, Por la santa conversación y vida que con El hiciste, Por lo que en tu vastísimo corazón con la profecía del Santo Simeón sentiste, Por el dolor que sentiste, cuando le perdiste en Jerusalén, Por el dolor cuando viste su prisión, Por el dolor de verle con la cruz a cuestas, Por el dolor de verle clavar y levantar en ella, Por el dolor de verle expirar en ella, Por el dolor de verle bajar de la cruz y sepultar, Por todos los dorares que en toda su pasión, sentiste, Por el gozo de su resurrección, Por el no conocido que tuviste en su admirable ascensión, Por la plenitud de dones que con la venida del Espíritu Santo recibiste, Por tu admirable asunción, Por tu admirable exaltación y coronación, Por la gloria accidental de la Divinidad que gozas, Por la gloria que das a los bienaventurados, gozarás y darás por todas las eternidades,

Oración Santísima e inmaculada, por haberte preservado el Altísimo de toda mancha de pecado para que fueses digna Madre de su Unigénito Hijo, que de tus virginales entrañas tomó carne humana y se hizo hombre, suplícote purísima y bendita entre todas las mujeres, que me alcances de tu dilecto Hijo perdón cumplido de todos mis pecados; que sea escrita en el número de los predestinados, y en esta vida alcance la gracia final con que merezca la eterna, que esperamos por Ti, Señora Nuestra,. y por el mismo Señor que vive y reina por todos los siglos de los siglos. Amén.

This litany was recieved from Our Blessed Mary by the Venerable Sister Maria de Jesus de Agreda (1602-1665) who wrote it in one night, while in ecstasy. Recited in the Royal Court of El Rey Planeta, Philip IV of Spain. Taken to the land of enchantment now known as New Mexico by the Conquistadores and saintly souls. Litanies are poetic songs to be studied and prayed in public forums, in the public square, in the church, in the church that is the family home. When the litany is prayed publically it is recited word for word in a certain order. The litany when said in smaller group circumstances, or alone is a lectio divina. Anyone of these titles given to us by Blessed Sor Maria Agreda can be held in the heart and pondered, as Mary the Mother of God pondered and held in her heart many different situations related to our salvation. The rosary is the same and there may be times when it is prayed rapidly, with rapid speech, even to shout the rosary prayers loudly, but usually in most situations there is no legitimate reason to rush through the rosary. When in doubt say the rosary slowly, likewise litanies. Enriched with indulgences by the Supreme Pontiff and various Prelates. Each attribute and name is a meditation peticion and is followed by, '...pray for us.'

Holy Mary, Empress of heaven and earth, Ora pro nobis. Pray for us. Ruega por nosotros.

Daughter of the Eternal Father, ... Mother of the Eternal Son, ... Spouse of the Eternal and Holy Ghost, ... Complement of the ineffable and most blessed Trinity, ... Immaculate and most perfect mirror of the Divinity, ... Sphere of Divine Omnipotence, Center of incomprehensible goodness, Dawn of endless eternity, Star of the eternal sun and inaccessible light, Glory of triumphant Jerusalem, Virtue and strength of militant Jerusalem, Joy of the holy and chosen people, Exemplar of the supreme and scorched Seraphim, Brightness of the illuminated Cherubim, Holy and just emulation of angelic nature, Victory of the armies of the Lord God, Honor of human nature, Decorum and beauty of all that is created, Triumph and triumph of the enemies of the Most High, Most noble object in pure creature of the predestined, Crown of the Saints, Laurel of the virgins, A most candid flower of virginal chastity, Sweet fragrant balm of body purity, Inexplicable prodigy of spiritual purity, Conqueror of death and sin, Judith courageous who slaughtered the prince of darkness, A strong woman whose price came from afar from the Divinity, Undefeated and invincible woman whose head you broke at the ancient serpent, Tower of David against hell, Jacob's ladder reaching to heaven, Fountain of all grace and eternal life, Archive of the riches of the very high, Origin of the gifts of his right hand, Restorer of Eve's inconstancy and guilt, An arch from heaven that the serene of piety proclaims, Ship of the contracting of heaven laden with the bread that sustains us, The incorruptible ark of the new and eternal testament, Holy land where the sky rained living manna, Land of promise flowing with milk and honey of grace, Fleece sprinkled with the same Divinity, Free table of the pacific and true king Ahasuerus, A bush not eaten and burned, Conceal life that you resurrect from souls, Antidote to the venom of the ancient serpent, Glorious end of God's wisdom and power, Ester privileged of the common law of guilt, Wise reign that you delivered your people from death, Sole queen of thy most faithful vassals, Portrait that magnifies your Artificer, Holy mountain where the law of love was given, A righteous memorial which we offer to the righteous Judge sinners, Pure creature to God most immediate, Custody of the hidden Sacrament, Phoenix that in your renewed fire regenerated the world, Pelican who with your blood in your Son feeds your children, Loving who loves to the end the one who loves you, Picture of the divine being that accredits the human being, Instrument of immense love and of its works, Watchtower that warns the navigator, Prescription for the incurably ill, Magnet that carries If the hearts, A torch that gives light to those who go in the dark, Refuge and sacred for those who flee from justice, Terror for the furies of hell, Jerusalem adorned with her husband, Wife who pacifies the true Samson indignant with men, Lawyer who wisely pleads our cause, Mother of beautiful love and holy hope, Mother of discreet fear and greatness of heart, Flower of the field, Mystical rose, Lily of the valley, Closed garden, Sealed Fountain, Gate of heaven, House of the Sun, My sweet life for whom I live and for whom I die, My mother and my teacher, for whom I govern, Mary ever most prudent virgin.

From all evil and guilt, deliver me, Lady. (Deliver us, Senora)

From the wrath of the Most High, ...

Of his misfortune and offense, ...

From sudden and improvised death,

From the fury and fury of my enemies,

From the malicious cunning of the serpent,

Of anger, hatred and ill will,

From the unclean spirit,

From the offense of my brothers and neighbors,

Of inconstancy in virtue,

Of eternal death for sin,

Of eternal death for sin,

Of eternal death for sin,

On the day of judgment,

By your most pure Immaculate Conception,

By your most holy nativity,

For your presentation to the temple,

By the incarnation of the eternal Word in your most pure womb,

For the ineffable dignity of being the Mother of God,

For the joy that you received from seeing God become man and adored from you,

By the holy conversation and life that you have made with Him,

Wherefore thou hast felt in thy vast heart with the prophecy of the Holy Simeon,

For the pain you felt, when you lost him in Jerusalem,

For the pain when you saw his prison,

For the pain of seeing him with the cross on his back,

For the pain of seeing him nail and lift in it,

For the pain of seeing him expire in it,

For the pain of seeing him come down from the cross and bury,

For all the gilding that in all their passion, you felt,

For the joy of his resurrection,

For the unknown one you had in his admirable ascent,

By the fulness of gifts which you received with the coming of the Holy Spirit,

For your admirable assumption,

For your admirable exaltation and coronation,

By the accidental glory of the Divinity you enjoy,

For the glory that you give to the blessed, you will rejoice and give for all the eternities, 

Prayer

Most holy and immaculate, because the Most High has preserved you from every stain of sin so that you may be worthy Mother of his Only Begotten Son, who from your virginal womb took human flesh and became man, I beseech you most pure and blessed among all women, that you obtain for me from your beloved Son the forgiveness fulfilled of all my sins; may it be written in the number of the predestined, and in this life may it obtain the final grace with which it merits the eternal grace, which we await for You, Our Lady. and by the same Lord who lives and reigns forever and ever. Amen.

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Teasel and La Santa Fe

Teasel and La Santa Fe.

Usually the only time I start writing is when I am afraid…and now I am petrified with bone crushing fear, oh well. Wretching puking my guts out fear, horizon to horizon fear, along the central meridian of the milky way fear, grateful and afraid fear. Wretched but blessed, blessed and pressed, open to divine providence. I want to go home, to have the strength to have a place to meet the remedios.



I want to focus on the weedy, invasive teasel, Dispacus fullonum remedio. It grows as tall as my head and the flower heads shine like diamonds when the winter low horizon sun sling shots from its secretive spot on turtle island. The sun hops like a bob cat, stick legged with halting steps up the staircase margins of the sky. The sunlight is pouring a creamy jersey cow milk yellow light, thick with butter on their frozen brown thistle spiny, pineapple artichoke heads. So I am writing, venting.

Everything is in the hands of El Senor Jesuchristo and Maria Santissima. Everything is equally in the hands of Jesus and the hands of Mary Mother of God Most holy, equally in both their joined hands together. The everything that is everything includes everything. We go to Mass on January 1st and celebrate the Maternity of Mary the Mother of God, one of the readings recently was about woods, trees and fields rejoicing. “Let the heavens rejoice, and let the earth be glad, let the sea be moved, and the fulness thereof:the fields and all things that are in them shall be joyful. Then shall all the trees of the woods rejoice before the face of the Lord, because he cometh:” Psalm 96:11-13

The notion that plants are important keys to us for wellbeing as a people in our place is a kind of common sense with an enormous question mark that makes my skin crawl, so I pray continuously and take deep breaths. Conversely, how could plants be trivial, irrelevant random to our wellbeing as a people in our place? That is probably the central question premise. The plants are made trivial only at our peril. The plants are made trivial to our wellbeing precisely because in an unnamed narrative, I hate the word narrative, includes the fundamental, small letter, truthed concept that you are not a people. The place is likewise not yours, oh well. God is not mocked and we are held accountable for future generations not yet born. I am trembling afraid feeling a little better lately, writing. Angel found the watermeter, thank you Angel. Finally there is an opening. The nine day novena to Mary La Senora produced fruit,





Nothing happens but for the grace of God. Everything happens by the grace of God our heavenly father. I know my every heartbeat, every breaths and every step are all numbered, counted, finite, all under the grace of God. I have studied this extensively as a random case study. I have seen marathon runners, ultra marathon runners, alcoholic health freaks, vitamin poppers, surgery health care believers, live roughly the same amount of years as their related genetic kin because at a certain point a death gene, kill gene, done gene says, ‘Time's up. You are done’ A person is born with a limited finite number of breaths, heartbeats, eye blinks. I imagine I do as much as I can to extend, conserve and cherish my portion, my life. The effort to prepare and postpone death is mostly arrogant self importance of no consequence. Nothing happens unless for the will of God which ordains it and all else to be, sustains it to be, and allows it to be. God allows me to be me, above ground for a time in the world of flowers, of sunshine. Every decision is a question, how did you cope? I have done nothing to deserve this beauty, nothing. John 3:16 God loved the world so much he gave his only begotten son to walk under the same sun we walk, so we shant perish, for life everlasting abundantly, but not everlastingly here. The logic of freely given everlasting life is the theology of flowers. That is why weedy waste flowers like teasel and the miracle of life and abundance are fundamental to everything. I give thanks for this fabulous creation. There is divine providence with things. I don’t have time to hate because hate requires energy which I simply do not have. Hate is a luxury for the very young, the very old and the very stupid. Do what you must do free from emotional sentimental attachment.

God creates and God heals. Sickness, health, misfortune, poverty, disgrace, good time, bad times, are all part of the plan. No, not your plan, God's plan. So for that reason going home is accepting this process of hills and walking mountains with the capacity to rejoice and be glad. God the Father creator of heaven and earth creates and heals. Everything and anything is arranged through this man Jesus, who was whipped, beaten, bloodied and abused then humiliated on a tree. Our Saviour stapled to a tree like a sheet of plastic house wrap surrounded by criminals, lunatic regime soldier hoodlums. All the people who were so into him, disappeared, now suddenly gone, accept for John and a coterie of beautiful Mary’s, including Mary most Holy the Mother of God. For that reason we worship the Mary's, the divine manifestations of Mercy who appear and transform a situation into what it has to be. For that reason we light candles, kneel before statues, all by the grace of God who is also God Jesus, along with Mary the mother of grace and mercy, his son our Jesus, the angels and saints. The power of God is the only factor that activates healing. So our job is to unclutter the body’s intake of junk and garbage and allow it to rest, do its own thing long enough to heal itself by God’s power and grace to transform all. Unclutter not only junk and garbage food. We must unclutter and strip junk ideas, garbage values. We can nudge a little here or there but we can not budge the process by bullying it, threatening a disease process with medicine. God has his own laws and his own time frame, seasons and schedule. His own reasons and explanations are beyond our understanding, putting a word salad mantra of explanation on body processes does nothing to change or transform those processes into healing. There is nothing new or original here. That there are trees of the wood rejoicing before the face of God, is a basic fact beyond argument which you may discover at will by walking in a forest of trees. These rejoicing trees and herbs are the remedios from the flower world of Eden. I said you may discover at will rejoicing trees, which is the mercy of God by walking in a forest. The key point is walking under your own power in the forest. The body in most chronic disease states like advanced chronic lyme for which teasel is a remedio is a body stuck, paused, halted cold with poor circulation of vital fluid. So herbs like teasel root, encourage warming sun into the essentially cold stuck condition. The spirochetal organism, Borrelia Burgdorferi, carried by and transmitted via tick bite is in the same family as syphilis. Lyme is spread as a vector of transmission by a tick bite. After the initial transmission, even after treatment with appropriate antibiotics, it tends to in some people, for not clearly understood reasons, go into a dormant quiet phase hiding within structures of the immune system such as white blood cells, spleen and lymph nodes. Movement of vital fluid within the lymph system is a vital part of the immune system and requires physical movement of the actual musculature system. The lymph system can be understood as a pathway of sero-sanguinous fluid vital to all aspects of the immune system throughout the body similar to the veins and arteries of the circulatory system through which blood travels in the body. The Lymph system however lacks a transport system of muscular arteries and a central pump like the heart. For the lymph fluid to circulate irs vital component of fluid it requires the continuous movement of the arms, hands, legs, feet, upper body torso, diaphragm. Tracing the paleo genetic history of this system, it is easy to understand that the near continuous movement of the human body was a predeterminate to human existence throughout the paleo genetic history of the body. For all of our human history there were no such things as the labor saving technologies that define human existence today. People have inherited a vital organ lymph system that requires continuous muscular movement, only the muscles have stopped moving in the modern era and so when the body requires the lymph system to operate the immune functions of the lymph system, it simply can not. An essential aspect in all healing is vigorous physical movement. The body deprived of physical movement rapidly declines. Often the actual mental, psychological and physical symptoms of any human disease process has more to do with lack of movement rather than any specific disease process.





Here is where we find teasel, called a useless invasive weed by those on the outside, marking boundaries of highways, railroads and fence lines, much like the round upped dandelion in a perfect manicured lawn. Teasel is not only the dangerous invasive weed, teasel is also a remedio which was used by people in Asia, Europe and going back as far as we have record in written herbal history in China, Korea, Greece and Rome as an herbal remedy.

Everywhere I look I see miracles. Here I would say, train yourself to see miracles and blessings. Being above ground alive and breathing is a blessing miracle. The most horrible ugly development is equally as much a blessing as joy. There is blessing in joy and sorrow. The processes of life are as in the Pater Noster, on earth as it is in heaven. The Pater Noster also indicates an earthly body and a heavenly body which is composed of celestial heavenly pollen and is also known as the sidereal body of the ecliptic. So healing happens when we get out of the way and allow heaven to occur and unfold in the earthly body. At the miracle of Christmas for the Epiphany the three wise men followed a heavenly star seen in the east. This heavenly star they followed pointed to the sidereal body of Christ flowing in the celestial band ecliptic. For the miracle of Christmas, Para La milagro de la Navidad, for every tender kiss and every embrace. It all started on the south fork, Isawah trailhead, her saying yes like Mary said yes, like every springtime is yes, and every tear is a yes. We are saying yes to on earth as it is in heaven.

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To describe this healing process is quite symbolic and theatrical. For this reason the church is set up facing east, with an altar, statues and incense because we enter a symbolic theatrical space, on a regular schedule. We need to enter a symbolic space where we can have the courage to declutter the body as a space. The idea that explaining and categorizing, intricately naming and dissecting a situation is solving a situation is untrue. Knowing, identifying some process as occurring is not the same as allowing the healing process to acquire traction and sort itself out to our long term benefit. Taking a pain pill may seem like a good idea short term for a condition. Though more importantly is understanding that pain is a portion of the healing process, as in many cases fever. When you have an acute tissue trauma situation, taking a tylenol may slow down the healing process because the pain is not so much a symptom but evidence of events occuring in the body mobilizing healing forces within the body. When we look outside and see leaves moving, tree branches swaying then we know wind is blowing, atmospheric movement. The authority in the situation is God, perhaps our explanation agrees with the mind of God here and there, perhaps we are way off. The most basic level of what occurs is movement, flow. Our job is not to impede and block the flow. Our ideas may be useful but a lot of the process is addition through subtraction. Subtraction is the key, simplify, simplify, simplify as Thoreau said. The ultimate subtraction is fasting. Fasting of food, fasting of ideas, fasting of love, fasting of hate. We are gluttons on a rolo-disc spin of compulsive dopamine cell phone, smart phone hits. We eat too much. Think too much. Do too much with our fossil fuel combustion engine motor mind extensions of fear. People want to add garbage medicine to an already overdone, overblown clutter of stuff. God is in control, let it go. Let go of your ideas, your words and all the fabulous ideas of what ails you. Develop the cenacle rosary circle of prayer with a statue of Mary and a crucifix. Jesus suffered and died on that Hawthorn tree, did you imagine suffering could be cancelled. Pain and suffering are for us to endure. People create words to understand a situation yet each situation needs to be understood face to face. Inflammation in the body, tends to be understood according to its word origin, inflame, as in burning, warm, red, hot burning painful. The first response is to put out the fire. Anti-inflammatory. The first face to face experience of inflammation is experiencing the body’s inherent nature of righting itself, correcting itself, mobilizing healing to a specific area. So dousing the flame time and time again pushes the deficiency deeper and deeper. People at this point will say, “Yes that’s true, but”, more antibiotics, more pain killers, more anti-inflammatories and so on.





In both eastern and western states there is the tick carried disease called Lyme disease. Although people may take antibiotics for a tick bite, and recover. Others report long term health issues following both the tick bite and conventional treatment with antibiotics. Other people get a tick bite, reporting no symptoms of consequence. So there is a wide range of possibilities. In people with long term symptoms the current understanding of the etiology of tick borne disease transmission is multi-layered and nuanced. To simplify the lyme tick disease. The tick is an insect which during the spring and summer seeks out mammals for their blood in the process of the ticks life cycle. Ticks are found in grassy woods, and the wetter the woods the more ticks you will find. In a wet warm year from Washington, Oregon, Pennsylvania to Maine ticks emerge in spring and seek out blood to reproduce. Deer found in the woods of tick filled woods can be found covered with blood engorged ticks. Likewise dogs or any mammal breathing will be exposed to bloodsucking ticks. In tick filled woods in springtime a wet forest will be teeming with ticks. In people, a person walking will meet tiny nearly invisible ticks. The tick crawls on the shoe, crawls up the leg, fixing itself on skin further up anywhere there is skin. The tick bites, punctures the skin, and begins to suck blood. The bite is painless and not detectable in any way. But after a few hours to days, the tick swells from the size of a grain of rice, to a small raisin filled with blood. The tick may or not be infected with a spirochete bacteria called Borrelia spp. Spirochete bacteria are so called because under a microscope they present a corkscrew shape. Spirochete bacteria are responsible for syphilis, leptospirosis and intermittent recurring fevers. Lyme disease from tick bites start with a bull eyed sized circle around the tick bite on exposed skin. Due to people’s various pigmentation and skin color, the rash will be more difficult to detect in African American, native american or hispanic people of color as opposed to white light colored skin. It may be mistaken for eczema or a bruise, rash and not be identified as the bull’s eye lyme rash. It starts with flu-like fever and joint pain. Later the disease process involves bouts of fever, which tend to resolve then return, bone pain and inflammation of joints. In addition to these flu-like symptoms the lyme disease can in some people turn to something resembling syphilis with brain fog, cognitive changes resembling dementia, tremors and other CNS central nervous symptoms. In some more urban areas familiar with lyme, the best thing is to remove the tick, according to protocol and save the tick, and send it to a competent lab or in some areas, send it to a public health agency who will test the tick for presence of Borrelia spp spirochete bacteria. There is no way to know whether a tick carries lyme unless the tick is tested.

Lyme disease treated at the initial tick bite stage, in young healthy individuals tends to resolve with anti-biotics, the disease can be cured. However in older people, or in people with compromised immune systems, there seems to be a disruption of the immune system process. Even people treated at the first indication of a tick bite with appropriate antibiotics, can suffer long term symptoms that are the nature of the spirochete bacteria presenting itself. The spirochete bacteria has an ability to disguise and hide from both the antibiotics and the immune system in body tissues. Months or weeks later the symptoms return. The spirochete bacteria actually hide in parts of the immune system, like the white blood cells, spleen and nodes producing swelling in the lymph gland centers such as the groin, armpits, throat causing non-differentiated swelling. Lyme can produce a sustained exhaustion and low energy level with low metabolism resembling a sluggish thyroid. All these problems can trigger the body to go into psychological depression mode. Although initially a typical malaria like intermittent fever complex may be most noticed, later the lyme disease in a more advanced entrenched cycle goes deeper and tends to be a cold, lowered temperature, low metabolism presentation. At this point it may present similar to advanced chronic COPD or altitude sickness with lowered oxygen level, tiredness, and impeded flow of vital energy within the body. So at this advanced entrenched lyme stage herbs like skunk cabbage, teasel root, japanese knotweed and supportive herbs typical of chronic cold damp conditions ginger, cinamon, cayenne, turmeric, and well known joint herbs such as solomon's seal, frankincense, myrrh, boswelia. Likewise herbs used to encourage lymph flow such as alder bark and red root. In short a generalized non-specific supportive approach to the symptoms.





I spent a long time with hedondilla, la gobanadora. It looked so green, like crayola forest green crayons were melted on the wrinkled wrapped, layered lizard branches. The leaves looked rubbery or like plastic flowers placed at a grave, resembling flowers with festive strange colors not seen in nature. I am never sure if I love the plants for what they are or love them for their relationship to Creator and how that relationship is all. The plants have to be everything. If people talk about movies or elections, or wars I will just nod my head and and listen to their voices like their voices are dogs barking, or pantomime theater with sound and gestures meant to explain their place in the social order as trustworthy or courageous. I have no clue what is happening in the big world they are animatedly talking about, as if the latest world stage, best friend villain or hero had just walked down the aisle at walmart and was walking out to the parking lot. I admit it is a world to me like Mars or a fun to play video game, a place I have never been and a game I have never played. If there are televised events and picture shows, I can’t be bothered.

I am looking for signs of dried, round, yellow passion fruit. Maybe I’ll be able to see it now that all the leaves have dried and fallen to the ground. Now there is space between the trees were before there was none. Maybe the elm trees all took a step back, take a step back, take a step back. I say the rosary and look for passiflora fruit hiding in the forest empty of summer leaves where all the leaves are brown, gone, and the sky is grey as I ride my bicycle along the rail trail.





I try to understand modern names, people’s formal names which to me resemble childhood nicknames. These are names you would use for someone you are on the most intimate friendly terms, or a small child. I try to understand the names today but tend to go conspiracy darkmode. “Tree-nah”, “Mee-ah”, “Trass-ley”, “Mer-teek-ah”, “Baily”, “Stay-lee”, “Daily”, “Haley”. No matter how I try to spin it they don’t sound like names to me. Yet I want to honor their names and respect their experience. Then I remember I am old and worn out and lucky to be standing on two legs. I have started to use hiking poles to walk in the mountains. I need to be careful on these 20 mile bicycle rides I don’t want to get run over and thrown in a ditch to rot and be fertilizer for teasel, have my eyeballs picked out by crows, chicken mcnuggets for raccoons, great horned owl snacks, meals for gimpy straight legged bob cats, coyote puppy chow. I guess there could be worse things. Maybe it’s something else, being old and worn out everything new is part of the end. Maybe I only stare into a glass darkly, only seeing my own end. Seeing my own death in unfamiliar names, criticizing people’s names who had no power to pick their name. Is my name Paul a better name? I remember my father, an opera singer calling Frank Sinatra, ‘a crooner, not a singer’, because he whispered into a microphone to project his voice volume. Opera singers could fill a whole theatre without a microphone using the power of their voice. Consciously throwing away family heritage culture and embracing a future of random nothingness as a conditional bargain for disavowed existence within a cultural matrix of non-being. Meaninglessness is not a value that can be sustained because it is rooted in chaos. Meaninglessness is imposed over what are meaningful relationships not by random events but instead by a disempowerment for the purpose of wealth redistribution within a social context of change, directed change, not random cute change. Randomness is a curse not a virtue to be cultivated. When a tornado, earthquake, flood or hurricane occurs and imposes non-being and randomness over an human ecosystem in the bioregion it is a tragedy. If a damn is built that floods an area where people have lived, we would not say the damn was a random unplanned event and be surprised that it disrupted the life of the people living there. The damn was planned probably decades ago and the human disruption was rightly or wrongly assigned an acceptable outcome, a trade off for the benefits the damn provided to that human community. People within a culture, courting, marrying, having families and naming their children is not a random chance event and the names given children are not sudden unexplained occurrences. In a effective culture families are planned and for that reason naming children is not and can never be a chance, haphazard occurrence. Names were never in any way meant to be original, with innovative experimental spellings and pronunciations, unless you were a carnival performer dancing half naked in your underware, spinning on a rope, swallowing swords. You were named for a person who lived before you: an uncle, grandmother, aunt, cousin, father, aunt or sister, a saint, a virtue or ideal form. Joy, John, Patience, Isabel. Diane, Elena, Helen, Thomas. Now the person’s name is what? You are telling me through these names that the Sex Pistols refrain, no future, no future is truth and we are to offer no resistance. So the idea is to be light hearted, carefree, always universally seductive, intimate, with a lobotomized, have a nice day smile, superficial, empty of all concern. Everyone on the edge of spontaneous hysterical cackling laughter.





Out of desperation I run to the plants telling them everything. I was told that if you spoke your intention to water, flowing water, the intention would travel, floating like a message in a sealed glass bottle, on the waves of the sea, and someone could understand the message spoken. The same way with eastern cedar and western red cedar, sagebrush and creosote brush. Our thoughts travel through the roots of cedar, artemisia, la gobanadora across vast distances. Like the smoke of incense drifting upwards to angels, to God. So that someone five hundred miles away could grasp the cedar, smell its fragrance and hear what you said, understood what you felt. When they met you your words and ideas would follow. It doesn’t matter where I go. Even if I am in church and look at the cross I imagine what kind of tree it was that Jesus was nailed. I see the hawthorn, Crategeous and imagine the white flowers in early spring and how I need to gather the flowers and early leaves. I can see Josepth of Arimathea with the virgin Mary in a boat rowing towards Britanica, England, going to the tin mine. I can smell the scent of the flowers which some people say smells like dead rotting flesh, which becomes sweet as they dry, like yellow clover. I agree it's a scent, you wouldn’t immediately link to the flower. Once the 5 petaled white with pink speckled flower petals fall to the ground, the leaves that emerge shortly don’t look like they belong to the rose family hawthorn tree. The thorns of the hedge belong to roses. The fruits resemble apples. You have to remember to keep the flowers, dry them in paper bags, and then come back months later, when the days are getting shorter for the fruit, to make the hawthorn tincture heart medicine. I wonder what kind of hyssop was brought to Jesus’ lips as he was hanging weeping in pain. Lala Lama Sabuctani, my God my God why have you forsaken me. I was in the elm, walnut forest and would splash my water bottle, imagining it blessed holy water on the elm trees because it has been so dry, all their leaves had fallen. I pray the rosary.





Snow had fallen, melted followed by rain and fog over a few weeks time. The clouds had opened up a view to the foot hills of Sierra Blanca peak in back of Ruidoso. I was in the lowlands looking towards the peak soaked in blankets of drapery curtain clouds and snow. There was a purplish tone to the clouds, dark grey and black like the purple cloth covering the cross and statues during lent. I was traveling the south route because an early winter storm would make Emory pass a snowy white Christmas card slippery switch back joke. It looked like the sun was buried in the mountain snow shining upwards illuminating clouds and swirling snow, shadow rorshack composite prints to explore. A road runner was making its throaty call. The road runner’s call is a mix of a higher pitched screech owl sound, with a slight articulation of a duck squawk at the beginning of the sound, in five or six ‘hookach, hookah, hookach, hookah’. Correcamino raises the feathers on the top of his head into a tilted crown. He lifts and lowers the feathered crown like the hoodoos, and standing rock mesas towards Hite Utah. I was for a moment near Blanding looking at Paradox, driving up past Hite, Natural Bridges, Tickaboo and the Henry mountains. These mountains store the scent of sage, wormwood and up in the hidden Aspen meadows, the whole story of the Neanthadal ice age were still being told. There were still a few mountain goats, up past the Jarbidge, those mountains near Jackpot, like the elk near the deer house at Ancha. The elk bugling endlessly with the first snow of the madrean islands. Remnants, these remnant places with angelica root groves, valeriana, just before the red slick rock took over there was a grove of ancient remnant ponderosa pines in the desert with indian rice grass, old man sage Artemisia filofolia, in the spring May 22nd like clock work cycles cliff rose blooming so sweet the fragrance felt heard, smelt miles away. The roadrunner spoke about all these things with me. Roadrunner takes a few steps and leaps into the lower branches of a mesquite and rocks forward and back on his legs, turns his head, tilting it side to side. He raises and lowers his feathered crown. He is looking at me, acknowledging I exist and my journey although inexplicable to mostly everyone is valid, worthwhile and he knows I am peaceful, not a threat. The only revolution I seek is a revolution of kindness and flowers. Roadrunner looking listening into the distance and makes the call again. Both of us looking and listening. I too was listening and looking at the mountain going back and forth in light and shadow. La gobernadora scented desert was overwhelming me. I have other memories. These are my memories. Memories of slickrock. Of Beba and Papa, Chuck and Sheila, Howard and Irene sitting on the front porch. Maybe Donna and Dale Fawcette will be drilling wells and fighting about water with Tony Chelewski like Mike Windsor with a trophy wife, Sally and Bill, Suzanne and Steve with Mert, all finally making peace. For 25 years I have been trying to go home again. I want to walk with Eileen and Josh, Zane and Chia in the eternal flower world of orange globe mallow, indian rice grass, root beer verbena flowers, that flower world together.





The roadrunner call was an intention, an affirmation of this desert creosote smelling like rain, sulphur, alkali salt flats, dry dust, cryptogramic soil, with diamond light swelling up from the mountains, teasing with snow and shadow, revealing the bluest sky, then back to clouds and winter snow, through layers of fog, shooting star dust pollen, angels and holy beings, back to spring in an instant. I could hear tsu’gah tsu’gah the name he told me, and all the stories. Up there further north, it was ts’ah blue big sagebrush above the cockscomb monocline. Smelling like rain, west and drifting down, mixed with cedar and rabbit brush, and cow and deer shit. I could see Eileen’s nipple of grey chinle mixed with bits of petrified wood. Eileen's lips in my eyes. She was close enough to hear her breathing, whiffed with utah one seeded juniper smelling like cat piss and the ts’ah, a wormwood, really an artemisia but sweet like sage after a rain red slick rock desert. I would squeeze sage brush and artemisia fillilolia, old man’s sage, slick rock cedar and pinyon pine pitch and gave them to Joshua to smell and remember. Here there was this sweet, resinous, sticky winter female rain tsu’gah from the gobernadora. I squeezed it and the leaves were sappy, sweet, bitter, brand new and stuck to my fingers. https://youtu.be/KiSyRxgcxRo?feature=shared

Rambling on Teasel, Dipsaucus fullonum during last December and Christmas time, around December 15, in the season of adventus or the parousia of an Ice fog full moon in the tropical zodiac sign of the twins known to us as Gemini, near winter solstice. Adventus or advent comes from the roman latin word which means the season of arrival, as of the formal arrival of the emperor of Rome. For us the first Christian of importance was not Paul the apostle, it was the Roman emperor Constantine who saw the miraculous sign at the Milvian bridge on 28 October 312AD. Just as we are taught that without Mary there could be no Jesus, without the emperor Constantine there would be no Senor Jesuchristo, no santa fe and no santa cruz, no Christians, no holy faith, no holy cross. It was blessed Santa Elena, the holy and perfect mother of Emperor Constantine who found and returned La Santa Cruz, the holy cross to us.





From the writing of Nicolas Culpeper Herbal circa 1650 , entry on Teasel: “It is so well known, that it needs no description, being used with the clothworkers. The wild Teasle is in all things like the former, but that the prickles are small, soft, and upright, not hooked or stiff, and the flowers of this are of a fine blueish, or pale carnation colour, but of the manured kind, whitish.

Place.] The first grows, being sown in gardens or fields for the use of clothworkers: The other near ditches and rills of water in many places of this land.

Time.] They flower in July, and are ripe in the end of August.

Government and virtues.] It is an herb of Venus. Dioscorides saith, That the root bruised and boiled in wine, till it be thick, and kept in a brazen vessel, and after spread as a salve, and applied to the fundament, doth heal the cleft thereof, cankers and fistulas therein, also takes away warts and wens. The juice of the leaves dropped into the ears, kills worms in them. The distilled water of the leaves dropped into the eyes, takes away redness and mists in them that hinder the sight, and is often used by women to preserve their beauty, and to take away redness and inflammations, and all other heat or discolourings.” -from The Writings of Nicolas Culpeper circa 1650 Nicolas Culpeper Herbal




Using the cold weather stuck frozen times on turtle island to explore under the auspicious guidance of Nuestra Señora Guadalupe madre de Dios y madre de nuestra, Madre de El Salvador Nuestro Señor Jesucristo. “The star that they had seen in its rising went ahead of them until it stopped above the place where the child lay. At the sight of the star, they were overjoyed. Entering the house, they saw the child with Mary, his mother, and bowed to the ground in homage to him; then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts: gold, frankincense and myrrh” (Matthew 2:9–11). The star of the Magi is also known as the Epiphany connected to the sidereal body composed of heavenly principles. The Magi reported back to king Herod but were instructed in a dream to be deceptive in communicating with Herod, as Herod’s intentions were not life affirming to the Christ child and the Holy Family. As the Holy Family Jesus, and the Massacre of the Innocents, Mary and Joseph fled from these maleficent forces pursuing their peril. On their endless road of flight, Mary and the Holy Family Jesus, Maty and Joseph found shelter and stayed a few days with a farmer who at the time was just beginning preparing his field for planting. The wheat was just planted. As the Holy Family Jesus, Mary and Joseph were refreshed, they prepared to leave the shelter of the good famer, Mary said to the farmer, “When the soldiers of Herod come after us, they will ask of you, if you have seen us. Answer them, ‘Yes I did see a family like you describe.’ The soldiers of Herod will then ask, ‘Tell us, farmer, 'When did they pass this way? Herod the king wants to find the child and offer homage.’, ‘Answer them, ‘They came by this way when I was just planting this wheat.’ When the soldiers came by, looking for the Holy Family, the wheat was tall,  high with wheat berries ripe and ready to harvest. Just as Mary foretold the soldiers of Herod asked the farmer, ‘Tell us farmer, When did they come this way?’. Before the Holy Family left the shelter and sanctuary of the farmer, Mary Joseph and the Christ child Jesus performed a miracle. The wheat the farmer planted overnight grew magically to full height which would take 3 months to full maturity in a single night . So the soldiers turned back because of the wheat miracle, the soldiers thought it had been months since the Holy Family Jesus, Mary and Joseph passed this way, and it was no use searching for them here.





The heavenly star the magi followed heralded the arrival of the supreme remedio, Nuestro Señor Jesucristo and the magi brought with them gifts of gold and two desert tree sap remedio hierbas, frankincense and myrrh. It is no accident we burn the copal resin of encencio and elephant trees to accompany our prayers. We know Nuestra Señora Guadalupe in 1531, during the same December time, 500 years ago came to San Juan-Diego in a divine appearance at the hill Tepeyac. Side Note: It is important to recognize that these apparitions of María Santísima Madre de Dios have occurred for 2000 years and began with Santiago, saint James in the year 40AD, when Nuestra Señora appeared to Santiago in Zaragoza Spain. Just as St Maria Agreda came to New Mexico, with the blue Bonnets, visiting the new world and teaching. And so immediately the Christian faith belongs to the european people. Our faith came without a book, it came through the mother goddess there as Mary. St James is the apostle of Jesus and went immediately to Spain. Santiago is the apostle of Nuestro Señor Jesuchristo, who traveled to España, Spain shortly after the Ascension. These apparitions of Mary the mother of Jesus are one of the essential determining factors of the Catholic faith, La Santa Fe. The faith arrived first well before the book was set down in written form.





As our teacher has said, “Without La Señora Maria Santisima there is no Christ.” For nearly 2000 years many Christians were illiterate peasants living a pastoral life. The written bible was important as a symbol of the spirit of God, Christ, Mary, angels and saints active in the world. We worship the book like the same way we worship statues of Mary. Even though they have tried to put her in a corner, she is still in the center. After all Mary was a woman and women always are the center of attention. They give birth. So whatever there is in the way of stuff, people, cultures it’s the woman who hatched those eggs. What came first, the chicken or the egg? Obviously the hen who completed what was forgotten by the rooster. The idea that the La Santa Fe is found and justified by proof of words in a book, a sola scriptura is a foreign concept applied many centuries later to wrestle the faith in a medley of the scientificos. The word of John as the logos was not a phonetic sound or series of phases written in a book. We who live La Santa Fe today go not to the written bible for a virtue signal to appease. Just as before we go to the rosary, scapular, the holy latin tridentine mass, the sacraments, knowing that as science which supports us, not the science of the scientificos, but the science of history, the science of familia, the science of Santa Fe.

The genes of the baby are composed of 50% father and 50% mother’s genes. There is something of the father in the mother’s brain, held there like a virus that crosses the blood brain barrier. In La Santa Fe we believe in La Santa Fe traditional tridentine Mass traditional, the bread and wine are transformed by magic. Without apology or explanation, magic beyond the grasp of human understanding, passed in an unbroken lineage from El Señor Jesuchristo, through direct apostles like Santiago into the flesh and blood, Corpus Christi of El Señor Jesuchristo, who being the son of La Señora Maria Santisima, means that the sacrament of “El pan nuestro de cada día dánosle hoy”, which we recite in our rosary, as the Our Father, Pater Noster is composed not only of the divine El Señor Jesuchristo but of 50% or equal parts La Señora Maria Santisima, Mary, Maria as well as the Holy Ghost, who fathered the child El Senor Jesuchristo. As Jesus was born of the virgin Mary, conceived by the power of the Holy Ghost, when we take the sacrament of the tridentine mass within La Santa Fe, the bread is composed of Jesus, Mary and the Holy Ghost. We are told to sign every activity so we, “Do this in memory of me.”“Por la señal (✝) de la Santa Cruz de nuestros enemigos (✝) líbranos, Señor (✝) Dios nuestro. En el nombre del Padre, y del Hijo, y del Espíritu Santo. Amén.”





In the old stories of the middle ages there is the stag, the antlered elk of europe which is Senor Jesuchristo and ourselves also. The elk bounds and leaps, struggling through the lowland thorny rose bushes, haw thorn, raspberry, blackberry. Further up on the mountain there was stony cat claw and mesquite thorn scrub desert, thick with cholla and ocotillo. The courtly country lady sounds the horn and the hunters release their hound dogs which were kept in cages in pickup trucks. Like JJ Romero still does up near Reserve, to tree bear and lion. If you watch JJ hunting he gets word of a bear or lion. The dogs get the scent of the lion and off they go screaming , howling and barking. The dogs tree the lion, with the lion up the tree and the dogs at the bottom in a pack. "The dogs that she held leashed in the woods Dame Ignorance has set loose after the stag; they are Desire, Rashness, Overconfidence, Who, filled with worldly pleasure, make him take many a leap.” Our ancestors living so long ago saw these tapestries and in these pictures of the dogs, the stag, the huntswoman blowing the horn, the antlered stag was ourselves. The two antlers being the cross. The stag, bull elk, being both ourselves and all the human situation of suffering, “Then Old Age mounts an all-out assault

That drives him from the lake

And unleashes upon him Pain and Doubt,

Cold and Heat, and thus brings on

Care and Trouble to seize him.

And Age with wrinkled flesh

And Heaviness make him flee

Toward Sickness, the dreaded one.”

The woman who we know as Guadalupe and through a mystery also the mother of Christ, as an apparition of the angels and saints, come from the world of flowers. Then she returned to the world of flowers. The flowers are actually left behind by Mary the mother of God. We know Jesus was deeply involved with trees. He died on a tree creating salvation where there was none before. Placed in the ground like a seed, he rose again, year after year, every spring Easter he rises again. This is the meaning of, 'Do this in memory of me'. Guadalupe asked San Juan Diego to climb to the top of the hill at Tepeyac a half century, five hundred years ago, to gather herbs, flowers and remedios. Again none of this is found or do we need to find it in the bible. When we take the remedios of St Peter, San Pedro of the flower world we take into our bodies the Holy Eucharist of Santa Fe being both the body and blood of Senor Jesuchristo and Maria Madre Santisima, the mother of God, Madre de Dios, y Madre de nosotros. There is not a single moment when we turn to virtue signal power in a spiral imposed by the dominant culture upon us within their narrative. Guadalupe taught San Juan-diego about the plants he was instructed to use to heal. When we pray and say, “Mother of God and nuestra”, this is the signal in the limpias and signing. We do the same. We climb hills and enter the flower world of Santa Fe, Holy faith, where everything is possible, because without faith we are like leaves, fallen from trees, blown about, lying haphazardly on the ground. Without faith there is no possibility of family because the deepest aspirations come from beyond the grave. We voice the aspirations of remedios from the flower world. Yet both the remedios and the aspirations are beyond personal ambition. We can no more own the aspirations, the remdios or the world of flowers because we are caretakers based on the reality of death. Death creates the sacredness of flowers, of remedios, of flowers. Even though many families were destroyed and within the narrative negated. The Sagrada Familia, Holy Family, exists both within the biological family and in the circle of love by adoption, for those open to its mystery. Our aspirations are not so much from heaven but more from the earth, beyond the generation who stands before us. Without faith there is no possibility of using the roots that go deeply into the ground like mesquite roots that hold the sand from devouring everything into dust. Because we are more than leaves. We are trees and our wood builds the benches and doors of the church, our wood is the beams holding up the roof of the church in which we pray, and the church in which we pray is the home and family .





From the mother of grace we are gifted the plants to heal self and others, to do some good as best we can with tequila and cebadia. Psychology is correct. Those first years with our parents, mother and father lead to many things. Many issues occur between the mother and father. For that reason we invoke San Jose, Saint Joseph the protector of Mary and Jesus, El Senor JesuChristo and the Holy Family. In our homes, even if we have no home we have what serves as altars with statues, santos, rocks, stones, leaves and roots. If we have no one to sleep with, we sleep with the statue of the virgin Mary, Nuestra Senora. If we have no churches, no priests we still maintain the Santa Fe, the holy faith, by wearing the brown scapular, the miraculous medal. We find our milagros de La Navidad. Some are gifted the knowledge of their ancestors. Some only have the dreams that come when we close our eyes. When we smell la gobernadora’s sticky sweet, salty, bitter leaves of rain.

It is truly a blessing that some can speak to their living father and mother, making things right and go on their way. For many though they have sketchy shadowy knowledge of their father and mother. Their father or mother may have died. Many are not completely sure even who their mother or father is or was. There is a blank space that is a loss, an incompleteness, a fundamental uncertainty that they carry with them wherever they go. Because we are tool using social animals everything is doled out in a hierarchy of established group and family bonds and obligations within the social world. To those made fatherless and motherless, less or little is given. So there is this fundamental lack that compromises everything. Divine providence teaches us that what is can not be argued. What is and who you are follows you like a shadow cast in brilliant sunlight. We can pretend what is, is not. Yet it’s like a pebble in your shoe, you have to accept the pebble in your shoe because with every step there is pain. Yes it is true, pain for us is to endure. Yet we do not cultivate pain, it’s there and deal with it. We remove the pebble, and continue on. This is especially true to the new orphans of the industrial, and even more so the stark dystopiana of the new new-world internet of generational accelerating AI. If you have this lack, there is nothing to explain, no one has to tell you about it. There are no faithless found in foxholes that endure.

For this reason the lessons from flower world are important. Here it is understood the sun is father sky, and the moon is mother earth. The sun shines on everyone, likewise the rain and snow. It is what is. We work on resolving issues in this way, through spiritual means. We work on resolving issues through spiritual means by calling on Jesus, Mary, the angels and saints not because we are fundamentally more spiritual than others, but because we are less spiritual, more angry, more jealous, more broken, more in need of mercy. This need is the baptism of desire as Archbishop Marcel Lefebrve said. We pray as best we can. For some people their mother is there on the telephone, for us we have to use the rosary, Maria Santissima, Mary, the act of contrition, los remedios. When we say the Holy Rosary together we have in that circle our family, when we say ‘Holy Mary, the mother of God and our mother’, ‘Santa Maria, Madre de Dios y madre de nosotros.’, we mean these words. Other people can go to the doctor, they have health insurance, walmart prescriptions, deductibles, we have nothing, only the remedios, only the rosary, only the faith of desire. Desire becomes our law of longing. If we have no priest to hear our confession we confess to stones, and not always the stones of mountains. We confess to the stones of asphalt, concrete and barbed razor wire, of rusted factories and dissolving, turning back to mud, bricks and melting adobe blocks. For us that faith in the materia medica dispatched by the angels Raphel. The Holy virgin becomes the everything and everyone. It is not so much we have faith, instead faith has us. Faith possesses us. We can not escape faith because it our destiny to spread the remedios. We choose to live from will. That willing to live is refusing to go dark. Something compels us to say yes, to live, to give birth. This was the fiat of Mary. Some would say Mary made the choiceless choice of yes, and her yes is our yes. The yes of the flower world. While it is true we use the traditional remedios, apple cider vinegar, marrubio, yerba del negrita blooming at winter solstice becomes our milagro. Though more often than not we work with weedy prickly weedy plants like teasel. We work with the plants they ban, burn and spay.





Teasel, Dipsaucus or teasel is observed everywhere. You don’t have to look hard to see it. Frequently forming dense thickets along fence lines and road sides. It is a tall big biennial plant, whose flower heads last through the winter into the following spring. When you meet teasel you won’t have to crawl, or use a 10x loupe to see the flowers. It meets you eye to eye, face to face head tall, often six feet tall or more.

Teasel in Asian Chinese TCM is called Xu Duan, which fixes what is broken. Because we are broken, we use the broken. We rescue things, rescue places. We go to where no one wants to go, like teasel. Teasel, being the common name, comes from the Old English word, taesen, to tease, in the sense of teasing your hair. Like women from the 1980’s 45 years ago with giant hair do’s, beautiful, striking, teased teasel. Here being meant to tease or card wool, in the sense of raising the fibers. Old wooden boards are found where the dried teasel flower heads are attached with a handle, and make a brush to tease the wool.

Dipsacus fullonum is also known as the older scientific synonym Dipsacus sylvestris or another local invasive Teasel, known as D. laciniatum. Dipsaucus fullonum, or Fuller’s teasel has upward pointing curved spiny pointed sharp bracts, which form a spiny cup which are noticed on the base of the dried flower heads vs D. laciniatum, whose bracts point outward more or less straight or downward. On this turtle island, teasel is a widely seen weedy plant we place into our herbal lens of focus. We advocate, talking plant story and verbalize, speak for these plants, to the glory of our Queen and the benefit of people so that these teasel plants as remedios, may take a role similar to another Dipsacus spp plant used in Asia, TCM.

Yet it is not only Asia which has embraced teasel Dipsacus, as an herbal remedio ally. Our own traditions likewise have used teasel. A study of pollen in the sedimentary level has revealed a sharp uptake of Dipsacus pollen in and around the Abbaye de Montmajour near Arles France dated to the high middle ages of the 11th and 12th century, where teasel was used in the carding of wool fibre. Hildegarde of Bingin living at the same time, familiar with both teasel’s use in processing wool and its herbal actions, wrote that teasel drove poison from the body.

Nicolas Culpeper in his English Herbal and writings in 1650 wrote, “It is so well known, that it needs no description, being used with the clothworkers.

The wild Teasle is in all things like the former, but that the prickles are small, soft, and upright, not hooked or stiff, and the flowers of this are of a fine blueish, or pale carnation colour, but of the manured kind, whitish.

Place.] The first grows, being sown in gardens or fields for the use of clothworkers: The other near ditches and rills of water in many places of this land.

Time.] They flower in July, and are ripe in the end of August.

Government and virtues.] It is an herb of Venus. Dioscorides saith, That the root bruised and boiled in wine, till it be thick, and kept in a brazen vessel, and after spread as a salve, and applied to the fundament, doth heal the cleft thereof, cankers and fistulas therein, also takes away warts and wens. The juice of the leaves dropped into the ears, kills worms in them. The distilled water of the leaves dropped into the eyes, takes away redness and mists in them that hinder the sight, and is often used by women to preserve their beauty, and to take away redness and inflammations, and all other heat or discolourings.” -from the writings of English herbalist Nicolas Culpeper Herbal circa 1650








In TCM teasel is called, Xu Duan, ‘restore what is broken’, as in broken bones, and fractures, nourishing the sinews being the soft connective tissues holding the bones together. Not only exactly that, or those things, it is an herb that tonifies yang. It’s taste is bitter, acrid with sweetness, slightly warming, working through kidney and liver meridians. Yang is understood as the bright light warmth of sun in terms of this sun-force inside our bodies. Yang is the bright sun shining. Because it tonifies liver and kidney it activates principles in the body that strengthen sinew and bone, hence the ‘restore what is broken’. Tonify means to address a deficiency. So we may ask, ‘What does liver and or kidney deficiency look like?’, or. ‘ How do these lacks appear or present?’. If some one crashes on a bicycle and fractures their wrist, or a backpacker carrying a heavy load tweaks an ankle, or if a 15 year old volleyball player damages the knee tearing the meniscus, or a wide out on a football team catches their cleats during a tackle and goes down with radial meniscus tear, these we could call acute strong ki youthful injuries. There is a working on what is broken but it’s different than a person in their 50’s, 60’s or 70’s who has chronic osteo-arthritic knee, shoulder or joint pain injury, yet this herb would have a place in the treatment of both. So there is a chronic long term, vs sudden acute presentation. Although there is the factor of youth, we also have to ask why one specific young person suddenly has this specific presentation of acute injury.

Liver and kidney deficiency in general presents with what we call traces or tell tale signs, these traces or anecdotal symptoms when viewed isolated mean we may very well miss the individual trees when viewing the forest. These signs and symptoms might mean very little but together presents an idealized portrait picture. In the same way as a classic sculpture might not be an accurate photographic portrait of any specific person yet somehow captures the inner essence of everyone. All classical herbalism schools take serious the internal vitalism that animates the person, thus doing no harm based on a morality of respect for the life process’ ability to right itself through nourishment, even though the exact process of the restoration maybe unknown. With sore lower back and knee pain, stiffness and crackling sounds like grains of sand in the joints with movement, the joints are dry, in general the legs are weakened, and the walking gait lacks fluidity, urine tends to dribble, rather than a gushing stream. All these things point towards kidney and liver deficiency.




Used long in european herbalism EUROPEAN:

1. Warms the Kidneys, Strengthens the Bones and Joints:

-Arthritic and Rheumatic complaints

2. Externally:

-Wounds, Trauma

While in TCM CHINESE:

1. Strengthens Liver and Kidneys, Strengthens Sinews and Bones:

-weakness or pain of the lower back; stiff joint

2. Prevents Miscarriage, Calms the Fetus:

-Uterine Bleeding

3. Used for Trauma:

-Bruising and Trauma, especially of the Lower Body

Dioscorides in his Materia Medica 64AD mentioned using the root prepared in wine as a creme or lotion applied topically for hemorrhoids. Hildegarde 1150AD used the root powder mixed with lard for rashes and described it as warm and dry with a detoxifying effect with the ability to drive poisons from the body. In addition to the root, the first years growth of leaves is used of this naturalized biennial.

It was widely spread far and near by people using it as a plant grown for the seed head top, used as a raking comb for its ability to card wool clothing. Even being adapted to mechanical implements for carding wool.

There are quite a few interesting useful plants growing nearby such as Urtica dioica, Sorbus aucuparia, Galium aparine, Fallopia japonica, Eupatorium perfoliatum, Ceanothus americanus, Artemisia spp used along with Dipsacus for healing long term illness resistant to conventual treatments.

Anyway, oh well the journey will continue only by the grace of God. Angel in some miracle found the water, so it was going to be the Kneeling Nun and the Chino mine. Above ground in the flower world I….