In Memory of Uncle Walter and Betty

Uncle Walter and Mikko with trainUncle Walter Johnson, the last of a generation in our family passed away on December 4, 2009. His wife Betty passed away earlier, peacefully and at home, something that Uncle Walter fought hard to have for her. His memorial service was held at Pearson Point in Washington state on the 11th of December, 2009 at the original church built by his ancestor. His grandson Mark, quoted this poem which was one of Uncle Walter’s favorites at the service. I am posting it here in memory of our great Uncle Walter. It sure is a big IF and mighty difficult, but well worth aspiring to.

If by Rudyard Kipling:


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Emerging Spontaneously

Catskills ViewLast year I started reading The Lost Language of Plants by Stephen Harrod Buhner right around this time of year. I enjoyed it so much that I had to save the rest of it for later, which ended up getting put of for a full year. So, now that I have finally finished it I am eager to start it all over again. This book allows our interaction with plants to become richer and deeper. The end of the book included essays by Carol McGrath, Sparrow, Rosemary Gladstar and John Seed.

I found this particular description in John Seed’s essay about The Bradley Method to be a beautiful and very helpful way to also develop your own inner flora while helping the Earth heal.

From I Call on the Spirit of Herbs by John Seed.

In Australia, two sisters by name of Bradley came up with an exciting technique by which we may slowly invite back the original biotic community from denuded and scarred landscapes.