I’m a hunter. These are my hunting grounds.
I’m a gatherer. This is where I gather myself. This is where I pick up berries and stories and truths, pick and choose.
I’m not a farmer. Being a farmer is not my core competence although I do enjoy preparing the ground and planting seeds. But I have all kinds of problems with my body and besides I like tracking too much. I like tracking too much to be a farmer.
So I track.
Down. Memories. Words. Pick and choose.
When I’m sad (and I admit that I am sad a lot, I’m sorry) I walk the wild. I walked the wild today.
Tomorrow is Saint Lucia day which is a really big thing here in Scandinavia. It’s the night of the wild hunt and you have to stay awake all night to guard your home and your loved ones. Only if you fear the creatures though. And I don’t. But still.
There are other kinds of evil.
Saint Lucia’s day is when the children carry the torch and brings back the light into the world, Saint Lucia’s day is when all of the supernatural creatures such as fairies, elfs, trolls, monsters, swamp things, river spirits and bog wives…. ride.
So I thought I’d collect some juniper berries in the wild. Now that the ripe blue berries have gotten their first bit of frost, is a good time to do that. Besides juniper purifies and cleanse body and space… and protects you from evil. This is old knowledge.
Juniper is sometimes called the nordic pepper and I use it in stews and casseroles and then I purify body and space by either drinking it as a tea or placing it on the wood stove from time to time.
To protect my house from evil I work with juniper, wood, needles, berries, thoughts, pick and choose.
The berries take two to three years to ripen so you often find berries in different stages on the same tree. I think about maturity and change when I look to juniper. I guess it’s all right. I don’t have to get everything done at once, I don’t have to be fully ready at exactly the same point in time.
You only pick the blue ones. If you want a LOT you place a cloth underneath the tree and start shaking. I don’t need a lot. Just a little. I guess that those who need a lot need a lot because gin is made from juniper. So.
Juniper can be everything from a small bush to a large tree.
Juniper helps with joint pains and digestive problems on both a psychical and an emotional level according to me.
I believe that wild food is very potent. More than vitamins and minerals. I believe it is important there’d be hunters and gatherers too. I tell myself that. I tell myself that some of us are meant to roam, I tell myself it’s ok.
Yesterday I went tracking juniper. I brought juniper with me home. It’s not like I had to though. Juniper grows wild just outside my house but I needed the tracking, needed it as I need air, I was sad you see and afraid too. As I said there are many kinds of evil. Just as there are many kinds of cures.