Midgaarb

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• SICK OF BEING SILENCED • I want to remind you You are the keeper of your Womb You are the beholder of your Vessel You have the power of Choice Over what goes into your body Over what your body becomes Over what you want your life to be. Whether a concoction of chemicals delivered into your blood stream Or a collection of cells that may or may turn into another human, that you may or may not have chosen. You have right of choice. You have the say. Body autonomy should not be up for debate and should not be used/disregarded only when it serves a political purpose. The term literally means being the governor over Your Own Body - and that should be upheld and respected in every sense and every scenario. You deserve this sovereignty. This sovereignty is your birthright. These rules, these demands, these lack of choices, completely disrespects the sacredness of life itself. It disrespects that flow of the natural world, for in nature not every seedling conceived is born. So I want to remind you You are the ruler of your Womb You are the keeper of your Vessel. And I’m so sorry that others are trying to tell you otherwise. Motherhood is sacred. Having the choice to be a mother or not, is just as sacred. They are both rituals and a right of passage as old as time. I am very passionate about healing Womb trauma bestowed by white men, and dedicated to making many plant offerings to support this journey - to support your experience and personal choices. Check out my website, stories and the various posts on my feed to learn more about cycle tracking and this journey of reclaiming power. Sending you all strength and love 🖤 https://www.instagram.com/p/CdObiz6JSHW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Winter has returned to these lands this past week, and this is the view from my home! We’ve had a snowstorm, wild hail, ice, endless rain in between, wind that took out so many trees. And it’s not over just yet. I’ve been off of here for the past week, and it’s been a very cathartic experience to have winter return during my time away. These past few weeks I’ve been struggling to feel inspired due to my account being so deeply suppressed. Being so excited to post something I worked very hard on, and have it not shown to anyone was a horrible feeling I took so personally. I’ve realized how much my spirit and work thrives off interacting with others, and how much my motivation and inspiration comes from bringing joy to people. But this sudden return of winter, my time away, the trees that fell in the storms put things in perspective for me. This past week I camped in the cold rainy forest by the ocean with some amazing humans, while sharing my Moontime with the land. I was able to be present and travel inwards without distraction. I’ve started to release these fears I’ve had festering and ground myself back to what I know to be true. The unpredictability of weather reminded me there are so many opportunities and possibilities yet to explore. My inspiration feels re-fueled and being off of here, I had time to plan on so many exciting things for this spring & summer! Ways to further connect with people in person (and online) that will feel much more fulfilling to my soul. More on this coming soon. “Wild Waters” essence & elixir has really awakened my appreciation for my own unpredictable internal waters. I feel realigned with the Wild. The magic of the unpredictable waters all around me. Taking appreciation in the unknown ebs and flows helps me to feel more powerful. Like I can tackle any situation out of my control when they arise. So many wisdoms and mysteries lie in this vast, beautiful space.. It’s nothing to fear, but something to embrace. It’s the very essence of what makes this life so precious and exciting 🤍 (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcVqzhLJ7Tc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

Thank you all so so much for supporting me during my release! There’s still so many wonderful seasonal offerings left in my shop - link in bio🌿 This release I celebrated one full year of doing these herbal releases, and wow it has been quite a year. Starting out with only 6 offerings & now I have almost 50! There’s been so many challenges in having to suddenly learn how to run an herbal business after running a sewing business for so long. (Wildly different they are 😅) Navigating how to support the immediate demand, taking on huge financial investments to create a work space & buying all that I need to make these releases happen - the straining, bottling, sourcing, labeling, tracking tracking tracking of every little thing I do, the physical labor & time it takes to write about my creations, to do all of my own photography, the months of creation, the quiet time I need to dream up what I want to create & then just trusting folks will see my work & show up 🤯 It’s honestly a rollercoaster of emotion, these releases take a lot out of me physically & emotionally. The mind games this platform plays - not showing my work to people who follow me, the constantly dropping stats - the battle to get my work seen manifests in a lot of fear & anxiety for me. Fear that I poured my whole being & dedicated my life into making these creations & no one will show up. Then on release day, I’m completely blown away by how many of you are actually paying attention to my work, believe in my creations & waiting to support me. My astrological makeup + trauma has made me a human that is very hard on myself & holds myself to ridiculous expectations. But each release experience has taught me so much about working through these fears. I calm myself down by how much I believe in what I am creating, how important I feel these offerings are/this work is to the world. Your feedback reminds me how much my offerings mean so much to so many people. I appreciate you all for helping me heal & grow as a human through this experience of creating these magical healing plant offerings for you. And giving me the ability to continue! This one tired, tiny human is feeling so grateful today 😌🌿 (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cb-nHeEpnKU/?utm_medium=tumblr

at Oregon https://www.instagram.com/p/CbvNkf6vs48/?utm_medium=tumblr

Enraptured by these rainy spring mornings, when the forest is slowly waking up. Everything feels nourished and alive. Through all the busy, it’s a reminder to be gentle with myself. The birds aren’t as active and there’s a deep sensual silence as new life brews within Earth’s belly below.. 🌿 🌲April 1 is my first release of the year and largest to date! I can hardly wait to share the new offerings I’ve conjured up, as well as restocks you’ve all been waiting for. 🌲Today is the last day to order before the release! Tomorrow my website will be closed down for the week leading up to my release so I can count inventory and make new listings. A preview will be up the day before. 🌲You can sign up to my newsletter for 10% off your first purchase and early access to my release! Link in bio. I hope you’re all transitioning into spring nicely, and that my offerings can help support you body & spirit in the process.. 😌 Stay tuned this week as I’ll be sharing the new offerings for April 1 🖤 . . . . #midgaarb #plantmagic #harvesting #wildcraft #herbalism #cyclicalnature #wildcrafting #moontime #wildwoman #wisewoman #cyclicalliving #wildcrafted #paganism #springplants #folklore #tincture #herbalskincare #sacredwomb #thecyclewithin #pnw #pacificnorthwest #sombrescapes #plantmedicine #pagan #pagansofinstagram #witchesofinstagram #norsemythology #witchcraft #paganpride #herbalist (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbfurA2JstL/?utm_medium=tumblr

Winter slowly waning to Spring, the rains summoning new green life in the valley as snow clings on in the mountains 🌿 My spring release “Sacred Shift” is happening April 1st ~ See my stories to set the reminder! The transition from winter to spring is often jarring to my system, because of how much happens all at once.. suddenly the light is returning and it’s time to wildcraft the plants sprouting all over, the sun starts peeking back through the trees, I’m working hard on releases, so much to do already! Though it’s also one of my favorite times, my nervous system just needs extra support in being more gentle as we awaken. This is what inspired my “Sacred Shift” elixir - an ally formulated for spring allergies as well as seasonal anxieties that may arise as we thaw out from winter. An offering to ease & support our nervous systems, so we can more gently enter into spring feeling grounded and uplifted. It’ll have restocks of almost everything to give us all as much support as possible as we embark upon this sacred seasonal transition! As always keep an eye on my stories & check my “April release” highlight to see all of what I’ve been working on 💫 This photo is from my trip up to the Olympic Peninsula last month, one of the most beautiful places in this region in my opinion. I have a very special, ritually crafted, brand new offering coming up in this next release crafted from water magic & the sacred energy of various wild places all over this region. Stay tuned for all the details! (at Olympic National Forest) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbF8P_aJ8YI/?utm_medium=tumblr

My Pisces Moon has been feeling so nourished during this Pisces New Moon 🌚 The rains have been heavy and nonstop this week.. their constant presence has felt deeply cathartic, while keeping me grounded and calm, as I’ve been moving through layers of grief.. So much has shifted & transformed since last Full Moon. We’ve had to say goodbye to a beloved family member, intensely reminding me of the precious cyclicality of life & death. I’ve been pouring myself into my herbal creations, allowing nature to hold & heal me thru the process. The cycles within me & around, with Pisces support I feel encouraged to surrender, shed, flow into the new. I’ve always felt so in love with water. So inspired by the many natural forms she takes, her nourishment, connectivity & wisdoms. Yesterday I went to the forest & jumped in the freezing cold river in the rain, the most invigorating experience, surrendering to the intense cold felt like sacred rebirthing. Each day I have been standing in the rain.. often crying, releasing, allowing the wild energy of the rainforest penetrate my being.. I visualize these magical healing waters washing what burdens my spirit, the waters sinking down & summoning the delicate spring greens to rise through the wet Earth. This visual of death becoming life, my grief then turns into gratitude & joy, knowing the abundance that will be coming soon. I am grateful for my Pisces Moon & this season, for giving me the ability to feel things so deeply, to dream & allow creativity to flow.. I’ve always felt how my watery chart balances my plethora of Capricorn.. Working together, they give me the ability to manifest the creations that want to flow out of me, into something tangible, to share with so many others. I’ve been leaning hard on Weaving Light, Heart Healer & Sacred Shift this week, whom are all beacons of light, keeping my nervous system calm as we soon enter a new season. I’ve been working very hard in my apothecary too, restocking & creating all my offerings for my next release.. I am aiming for early April! In my stories & highlights you can watch their creation🌚 Are you feeling this letting-go process as we head towards spring?🌿 (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CasOG_cJzpy/?utm_medium=tumblr

• With Grandmother Cedar • Can you see me?? My trip to the Olympic Peninsula was nothing short of awe-inspiring. I love this part of the PNW so much. The rainforests, the wild mountains, the ocean, the Indigenous history, the rain, snow, fog, endless bodies of fresh clean water.. the giants that dwell in these forests, impact me so deeply.. The majesty of baring witness to something so much larger than you, so much older than you, puts so many aspects of life into perspective. Above I am visiting the largest Western Red Cedar tree in the world with one of my dearest soul sisters 🌲 She dwells in the rainforest on the Olympic Peninsula in NW Washington - estimated at 1,000 years old, she stands at 178 ft tall & 19.4 feet in diameter! When we went to visit her it felt truly magical.. it rained, hailed & was sunny all at once. After driving through clear cut logged forests, there she stood, surrounded by second growth trees that were previously logged.. & it is unknown why loggers spared her life. The juxtaposition of passing the clear cut roads & coming up to this giant is something deeply emotional. Being able to feel her, the Mycorrhizae & power that she emanates in the forest is so grounding, yet melancholy at once. Grandmother Cedar, she somehow made it through, though half dead & with damaged root systems thanks to humans, she survived the loss of her fellow forest, remaining strong to protect the young forest that now surrounds her. The sense of community I feel in the forest & when I visit these trees is met with a strong loss of community. Forces at large that come into these lands to disconnect & separate.. (sound familiar?) Seeing the gorgeous wild nature, endless abundance of trees yet also endless logging trucks barreling down the roads.. the contrast is striking & reminds me of how much we are being torn apart as a collective. Nature always reflects what we are doing in society & puts into perspective how we should actually be living. As an Earth-worker, I strive to figure out how we can do better. I hope we can all stand strong thru these hard times like Grandmother Cedar. And joins forces as a collective like these mighty forests. 🌲🌲 (at Olympic Peninsula) https://www.instagram.com/p/CaaTgyCP0ba/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Heal with the Trees • As an herbalist, so many of my favorite harvesting spots & sacred spaces - thriving wild forests have been lost, there one day & decimated the next, due to logging. Crafting & working with tree medicines brings me healing, & especially using my creations out in the spaces that need healing too - like this rainforest from my previous post, that is in the process of being logged. There is something cathartic & deeply connective about honoring the life/death cycles of these trees by healing myself, through them. I truly believe nature wants us to heal & she is our greatest answer on how to thrive in a suffering world. My creations are my biggest effort to bring their healing into lives of others 🖤 The Earthbound oil was born of the trees we have lost; an honoring of winter as we shift into spring. Everything within her is ethically foraged from downed trees, from logging or wild windstorms - from the mountains to the coast. Trees are our ancestors, they are fellow sacred beings. Their saps, resins & pitch are their lifeblood ~ their “scab” that allows them to heal from wounds. What’s so incredible, is that this sticky intoxicating, magical substance is extremely healing for us in similar ways. PNW giants of Douglas Fir, Ponderosa Pine & Western Red Cedar are targets for logging - & they all possess anti-viral, pain relieving, antiseptic & anti-microbial properties that help fight infections, inflammation, wounds, burns, scrapes, amazing for joint pain, drawing out splinters & so much more. I slowly infuse their needles & saps into nourishing oils. My favorite way of using her is to ground & release. On my tendinitis pain & as a face oil/cleanser. Their cooling nature help the skin rid of redness & the wound-healer resin is, helps smooth bumps & break outs. It’s like lathering on a second skin. After a year of use, my skin has never been so soft & supple. All while her intoxicating scent helps my nervous system feel calm, centered & connected. She’s also offered as a first aid/ “drawing” salve which you can read about in the listing ~ both available on my website. May we all nourish & heal together, along with these wild forests🌲 (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZ2RofTvmaI/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Loss of Home Loss of Self • I think a lot about the Indigenous Peoples that worshipped & stewarded these lands for thousands of years. The ones who were murdered & pushed out of their homes. The ones whom worshipped these very trees that were & still are being murdered. From the subalpine mountains to the temperate rainforests, the old growth coastal forests & the high desert.. through the incredible wild beauty, this region bares scars of greed & deep trauma, even in the most desolate wilderness. Dense lush fertile forests will abruptly turn into clear cut chunks of land without a shred of green left. Precious, fragile & vital ecosystems torn apart. The devastation is seen on the mountains from many miles away. When I enter these places, the feeling of overwhelming loss is so visceral I am brought to tears. My instinct is to spend time on these lands, to offer them healing. To grieve with them. To honor them & tell their stories. Like so many of my favorite places, the other day I drove towards the coast to the forest above to see it’s in the process of being logged. A forest I love deeply. I laid on the slain trees in the rain, feeling so held by them. Their energy still so alive.. their medicine still so plentiful. I offered them my Moonblood, my hair, my tears, my love. I spoke out loud into the fog, the names of the Indigenous tribes who lived here amongst them. Of the animals & plants whom no longer have a home. I felt deeply, the Mycorrhizae that connects us all, being torn apart. When I left, I weeped knowing this beautiful forest will soon be gone. Even in the deep wilderness it’s impossible to escape the grip of c*pitalism, as their poisons of greed is now woven into the Earth’s fabric. The constant desire to control, to segregate & separate instead of living connected in reciprocity, is on display in the cities & even in the wild. Tho the trauma of these lands are reflected by the traumas of man.. these chunks of medicine brutally taken manifests as holes missing inside all of us. As children of the land, the most important bond we should nourish is the symbiosis we share with nature. I wonder where we’d all be now if we didn’t lose our way.. (at The Pacific Northwest) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZr9D1Vvd80/?utm_medium=tumblr

•⁣ TUNING IN •⁣ You see the waterfall across the river? When comparing against the trees, she is massive! The other day was so lovely, I drove out to visit one of my favorite local spots to watch the Elk graze & the fog weave. As I watched I thought about how for me, the foundation of being an herbalist, a plant worker, or just someone that strives to call in the wisdom of nature.. is being tuned into what’s happening with the nature surrounding me. You don’t ever need to pull a plant from the ground or grow a plant, or know all their names, but living within the cycles & working with nature on a spirit level is probably the biggest part. I lead an extremely busy life, but in order to stay sane, I strive my best to align my inner seasons with the special nuances & deep contrasts within nature’s distinct seasons. It feels like the most intuitive way to not just stay connected to the land, but.. well, to remove myself from the absolute chaos going on with humans these days. Bringing my attention back to nature each time: Witnessing what the sky is doing, what the plants are doing, how wild are the waters, what does it smell like? What does it make me feel? Living in a region that rains/snows & is covered in fog for months, many can feel depressed or unmotivated. But for me, my nervous system deeply appreciates this, as it feels like all of the land is giving me permission to do what I truly need: rest & restore. I find myself gravitating to plants that nourish my spirit & settle me into the parasympathetic - knowing very well the sun & spring will soon come with all their busy wild energy & I’ll have lots to do. I know from experience that if I push against nature/my needs, I feel great disconnection & deep frustration. It’s not always easy, sometimes things just need to get done right now. But I try my best & my body, spirit & my work are appreciative of this. These days I am certainly putzing around the apothecary, but in a big picture way; planning, cleansing, organizing, moving with intention & setting up so I can soon create again. What’s happening with the nature by you right now? How do you feel? I hope you’re feeling tuned in & connected🖤 (at Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZH3vJ3PfBi/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Weaving Light Amongst the Darkest Days • I dreamed of an offering that I could have in my pocket at all times, like a reliable best friend, to help me feel safe while navigating triggering situations. An ally that offers protection during times of vulnerability, one that helps ease PTSD & trauma related thoughts & emotions. After working heavily with this offering for over 6 months now, I can truly say my nervous system lives at a much calmer & more grounded space. The things that used to trigger me immensely, are much more softened or simply don’t bother me in the same ways anymore. And the biggest benefit of all; I can much more easily fall into the parasympathetic; allowing myself to truly rest. This is a space that a lot of folks with truma have a hard time fully accessing. The overwhelming feedback I have received for this ally’s ability to ‘weave light’ into the spirits of others has been incredibly moving & is of one of most reviewed offering to date. This idea of “Weaving Light” into our hearts, speaks to the special effects these herbs have on the nervous system. They are bringers of light in times of heavy darkness. This delicious elixir consists of five powerful, ancient adaptogenic nervines: Wildcrafted Albizia (Mimosa), Wild Rose & Red Clover, Eluthero & Schisandra Berry. They are strong infusions made with organic, non-gmo alcohol that join together with raw PNW honey to create this mood uplifting, nurturing, reliable pocket pal. A reliable ally for any human who feels they can benefit from the medicinal properties & comforting, compassionate spirit these wise plants can offer us. Nervines & adaptogens help lower our cortisol and are also fertility supporting, helping cycle regulation & menopausal symptoms such as hot flashes, physical, mental & emotional stress. They help improve memory & increase dopamine while relaxing the heart rate. The listing on my website goes into detail on each herb used in this offering. My hope is this ally helps weave light into the spirit of many more, just like the magic of the white snow during the darkest month of the year ❄️ (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYcgBwtvTY2/?utm_medium=tumblr

I am completely taken by these wet frozen lands. The Dark Moon and winter has her fierce grip on me. I am one with her, and her demand is to rest. And as begrudgingly that way be for this Capricorn, I know enough to respect the way of the Mother, to know nothing good comes from going against her wishes. I want to be as peaceful and quiet as the winter land. To reach the dark and crawl to the light. To thrive as much as possible with the first blooms of spring. And so rest .. I shall listen. https://www.instagram.com/p/CYR7IqovrK0/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Full Moon & Mōdraniht• It feels very special & healing to hold ritual in the region in which I came to be❣️ Upon the last Full Moon of the year, the Night of the Mother’s & Winter Solstice.. in this special spot in the woods behind the home I grew up holding my very first rituals. And the many that followed. To be on the land my mother, my female cousins, my grandmother, my great grandmother & all their many sisters, the many cousins, aunts & nieces were born. On this Mother’s Night, I hold this ritual for them. I’m not a fan of posting rituals on the internet, but I really love to share the stories & inspiration woven into my creations. The intention behind crafting this Elixir was to be a ritual moment, to go within & cultivate Motherline healing. An ally for anyone who wishes to bring forth nurturing Mother energy. I come from women, raised by 3 women & never knew my father past the age of 4. As a 4th generation European-American, I know just as much of the women’s stories from the Homeland, as have been lost. I know the lives of the Mothers’ & the journey here was woven with deep trauma & hardship, just as much as love & devotion. I feel this deeply within the blood in my veins & womb. When I take this Elixir with her delicious wild berries & womb nourishment, I envision the many faces of my many Mothers. I feel their warm hugs & laughter as I speak their names out into the trees. I feel their hands guiding mine as I am in the apothecary, as I sew garments made of natural fibers as they once did. With my cousins, I honor them this night, for their thousands of sacrifices that lead to the existence of Me. When I take this elixir I reflect on how many ancestors were involved in my birth, it’s hard not to find healing & purpose in my existence. I can only wish to make them proud, to uphold & pass on the traditions they’ve woven into my DNA. I shall weave on my Mothers, I shall weave on.. Photo: My maternal Great Grandmother with her 2 daughters that survived through her 6 miscarriages. They are my beloved Grandmother & her sister, my Great Aunt) not shown in the photo is my Mother’s cousins & her Sister who then birthed my 5 female cousins & me.❣️ (at The Northeast) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXtxL7fFh2l/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Winding Down • It took everything I had to give, but I have finished up all my sewing and shipping for the year! So rest easy knowing all your packages are on their way to you if not yet arrived. I will say, it is not easy to come down from the adrenaline of racing towards deadlines, but I am venturing forth now into the Great Wind Down. Tomorrow I head back to the Northeast to be with my family for the holidays, and finally, can focus my energy on family, rest & ritual. 🙏🏼🎄 Through the stressors of completing all my tasks, these dark rainy days have been keeping me calm & keeping me calling upon my blessings. The great privilege I feel to call home a place that keeps me so awe inspired & gives so much. These wild forests.. the home of Elk, Bears, Big Foot.. myth & mist. Indigenous lands covered in endless acres of medicine, the subalpine meadows of white harsh winters that melt snow in summer down to the sacred lower elevations of moist Old Growth rainforests. These cycles are so sacred and beautiful to me. These lands have welcomed me & given me so much over the years, and I feel deeply blessed to be a vessel in which their medicines reach the world.. through my herbal creations as well their medicine of insurmountable beauty that I try my absolute best to portray through my photography. Just like the rolling white fog against the dark silhouetted trees above, this rainy season calls attention to the contrasts within. The cold reveals to me what is truly necessary and what it is I can do without. Re-evaluation, restoration, ritual. I am excited to make my processes more sustainable, to work with allies I haven’t worked with much yet, to share more of my knowledge, to allow my creativity to run wild..! But first.. Rest. Slowly, I am unwinding from the adrenaline & soon the pieces will melt away into the morning snow. Just as my Moontime experience sets the mood for my entire month, being able to rest with Winter is deeply sacred to me, and what allows me to rise authentic & strong into the next calendar year ahead 🖤🌀 (at Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXjmCgfPbNk/?utm_medium=tumblr

• Life & Death: The Fragrance of Home • There is such rich, overpowering scents in these deep, dark, Old Growth rainforests during the rainy season. Within here the canopy of dense moist Evergreens and thick mosses stay cladded in fog.. protecting the forest floor below where the sun never shines. The layers of decaying disceidous leaves mix with the relentless rain and feed the forest floor .. From the massive conifers that feed billowing lichen, to the woven root systems bellow.. all marinating, thriving in layers of layers of ancient decay. The dampness of mushy mushrooms and mold that feed new fungi, the continuous supply of crushed needles and broken cedarwood that rain down, acting as host for new life to form. The deep roots of Spruce and Cedar thrive in the endless fog. The denseness is so immense, communities of micro-ecosystems exist hidden from the eye never to be discovered. Mammals, slugs and microorganisms break down the leaves, adding to the rich organic soil many feet thick and wide. The nourishing water that falls from the sky carries nutrients as it takes on these fragrances, dripping their way down below into the flowing streams and rivers. Animals are drawn from miles away to the scent of these waters, adding their own magic and nourishment to this cyclical process. These scents are of life and death. They are what ignite every cell in our bodies. They are the true fragrances of Home 🌲 Photo: self portrait in my Fern Green wool dress; feeling deeply at peace between the decaying leaves. (at The Pacific Northwest) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXRsXGLPoad/?utm_medium=tumblr