Turns out iodine is super important in the prevention and treatment of breast cancer. The recommended daily dose is in the mcg, but the research shows that 12.5mg is much closer to the right amount – this is based on research in Japan, where the consumption of seaweed and such is very high, and where the rates of breast cancer are very low. Apparently Lugol’s Iodine Solution is the one… look into it ladies x x
I live in a land called Aotearoa. Here we are in what has been named the south. As all people, we look to the equator for the fullness of the sun, and for us the equator is north by the compass.
Many of our ancestors came from the north, beyond the equator. There they looked to the south for the fullness of the sun. And there they invented sundials, which over time became abstracted into the faces of the clocks we are still so familiar with today. And here begins the confusion.
When our people came from the north, they brought their clocks. They overlaid clocktime on the suntime of this southern land. They didn’t alter the orientation of their clocks – there was no real need, clocks were already an abstraction, separated from the lived experience of a day governed by the hours of lightness and darkness in the world.
So if we practise any kind of natural alignment with the lived reality of the natural world, perhaps in the form of sacred circle, we might deepen our understanding of this abstraction. We might connect our bodies with the daily appearance of the sun, to the east. We might face north to the fullness of the sun, and feel the warmth of the end of the day of the left side of our bodies.
I wonder if the clock is even more of a confusion here in the south. I wonder if the people of the south are even less meant to imagine a wheel turning clockwise to guide us through our days. Of course now, our clocks are mostly just numbers on a screen, the next step of abstraction away from the bodily experience of time. Will our children even understand the relationship of clock time to the natural cycles in the sky? Only if we teach them.
May we accept this life. All of it. Right now.
No more, more, more wishing for anymore.
Fuck our best wishes.
I wish to let it all go.
So that the great mystery can turn itself into what it wants to be…
Instead of making goals and setting intentions…
Let’s turn towards our complete unknowing, shall we?
Really, this Trump thing is seeming quite worthwhile to me. We are no longer able to pretend that things are ok. People are in the streets, important issues are coming to light. Now that we are able to see so clearly the horror show that politics has become, maybe we have real hope for deep change.
A few more threads in the weave… I went searching for some new podcasts, and on one of those meanders that started at Expanding Mind with Erik Davis (thanks Laura!), leading through the Progressive Radio Network to Derrick Jensen’s Resistance Radio, and finding myself in the realms of the herbalists. Rosemary Gladstar’s name came up on For the Wild, and then I was drawn to the title of this episode, Nina Simons on the Holistic Endeavor of Shifting Culture. When I get super clear in these synchronous moments, I realise that my deepest commitment is to consciousness, and in particular the worldview shifts that the dominant culture needs to make to… to what? Save our planet/save ourselves/save our souls?
Nina Simons says at 15.30 “I have come to understand that there are as many ways to respond to the multiple, interdependent crises and challenges we face as there are human beings… and that communication is absolutely a form of activism, and so is raising children…”
At 31.20, she quotes Tiokasin Ghosthorse saying:
In my language, the word we use to describe the soil means, Who we used to be.
My ongoing love for language, art, activism, and my political insistence on the magical properties of my own daily life are symptoms of this deeper consciousness, though I find it easy to get lost in the busyness of the superficial, even with these commitments in place. And although there is a genre of eco-folk that seems to be required listening when researching interesting ecostuff, I even liked some of the music in this one:
[Note to podcast makers everywhere: if you have song you are considering for a musical interlude that starts with a freaky whisper, maybe don’t use it. You need to consider that you are in my head. I listen to podcasts when I am lying beside my little girl as she falls asleep. A freaky whisper in my head at the end of a normal human conversation is just frightening.]