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the-firebird69 · 5 months

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National Trust - Penrhyn Castle & Garden

This Castle is where they filmed the series yes all three. If you look at the picture of it of the movie empire you can see that it's covered with some sort of Vine and people say that it's feverfew there's some nuclear incidents out there 2018 and subsequently it has been cleared but they got cancer they say from later on their exposure right now and they're not checking and they're playing with each other and they're playing me the weapons and the incident was cleared out and the place decontaminated but Britain is an area that's dominated by morlock almost completely and there are several movies that occur after the freeze out and they're trying to get nukes over here it's actually what's happening the place is a radiated again and they all get cancer including John remillard and it's because of their massive exposure to it I'm sitting here threatening my husband not to it doesn't make a damn difference or overexposed long keep mutating and it's one reason why most of them will probably die from cancer because they're not treating it and they're just looking good and then dying looking good and dying and I'll feel disgusting and they get to newk's over using several different methods and mostly they are trying to force them here and it is an ugly show and they're trying to take their own stuff out.

Hera

We do have an update on the island of New Zealand it is getting cleared out and for real the whole island is being attacked and they're up to about 67% clear and they are pushing the Trump's out and yeah people say that all the time they're having a war down there there is a great reduction of both sides but it's not like that Australia is having a fight but nothing like down there that place is on fire both sides probably last 20% so far

-there's a huge amount of loss going on here the infighting with a pseudo empire and the more lock and the clones continuously today the discussion was about the empire and Tommy F and tons of people going and it's about the modules or common empire ships and people are going to check it is a huge huge issue giant numbers and they're going into the holes momentarily another two or three percent potentially of the warlock the invasion is not going on the fleet is not ready it'll take a few days and they were thinking of trying when the storm was hitting because the pseudo empire is running the government up there for the most part and they've been doing it for a while it's going to happen very soon changes here and it sounds life it's because the pseudo empire is going to get beaten up and really it takes massive losses by the warlock for them to do that right now this bombing campaign is started up again in the West and they've hit to date probably 20% of their military targets and military installations and only about 5 to 10% of civilian but they're bombing like madness I mean it's real bombing and it's increasing in the Eastern hemisphere it's about 25% and 10% roughly a little less but it's getting there these are a big attacks and the fleet is being diminished not as rapidly as said but when the freeze out occurs it will be very fast the two sides will fight extremely hard and the series of the watchmen television show will be over in the movie will begin shortly after it'll be about a week after massive casualties will occur in in the New England area and people think that the launch will be coming shortly after and it looks like he might miss his window of opportunity people think that's true too he doesn't have the controls and that's what they're going after and Terminator Cisco that's happening and they're going after the place to take it what's there and bring it down they must have another idea or it's just in fighting encouraged by the max what's going on right now and we have other news

Thor Freya

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papillonattrape · 5 months

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優しさ

The closeness of a gentle soul is a punishing vulnerability creaking in from underneath the wooden panels, Of a wretched home, corroded scaffold, where caressing of the soul begets no more stillness, but volatility which no longer startles me. Loosen up the tangles of your erratic reasoning. The prescience of urgency descending upon us as my hands wrap up around your body,

a half-burnt candle at a pagan altar I am an Eastern recluse washed ashore the banks of Craigside where we pledged ourselves to the calling of a lucid dream our amaranthine lullaby, an Elysian glue,

You have tended to a feverfew, she said, you can heal, though thy lesion gushes out the marred essence of the world.

#love

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niamh-sims · 5 years

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~ Jerarevia~

Persian(esque)

Seasons: Spring - Summer- Summer- Autumn

Seasons last 8-days each, lining up with Almighty Hat’s ageing mod, which is 4-days = 1 year. I plan to play a complete Season in each neighborhood before playing the next one.

Deities: Hati & Mitra

Each of the three neighborhoods in this game have their own regional varieties of fruits, vegetables, crops, livestock and game, unique to their environment and weather. I’ve tried to research to make it as accurate as I could, but I have still taken a bit of creative license. When going through the Sun & Moon sets, individual items were sorted into English (Anglo-Saxon era), Northern Europe (Viking-esque), Persian (combination of Middle Eastern and Mediterranean), Oriental, Tropical and New World. The Oriental, Tropical and New World items will eventually make it into themed, custom vacation destinations. Once each neighborhood adds a harbour and docks and achieves Charter City status,they will be able to travel to their associated vacation destination, eventually travelling to new lands.

Jerarevia’s items are as follows:

Garden Crops: Artichoke, asparagus, beans, beets, broccoli, cabbage- red, cantaloupe, carrots, cauliflower, celery, cucumber, garlic, honeydew, leek, lettuce, onion- red, peas, radish, turnip, watermelon, zucchini

Herbs: Aloevera, anise, basil, bayleaf, bergamot, catnip, chickory, chives, coriander, dandelion, deadly nightshade, dill, fennel, feverfew, lavender, lemongrass, licorice, marjoram, milk thistle, mint, oregano, parsley, penny royal, rosemary, sage, thyme, valerian

Spices: Cardamon, cinnamon, cloves, cumin, ginger, mustard, nutmeg, peppercorn, saffron, sumac, turmeric

Fruit trees: Apple, cherry, fig, olive, peach, pear, plum, pomegranate

Berries: Goodeberry

Nuts: Almond, pistachio

Livestock: Camel, chickens, cow, donkey, duck, goat, goose, horse, peacock, pig, pigeon, rabbit, sheep

Wild game: Boar, deer, duck, fish, fox, hare, wolf

Other: Grain, grape- cabernet, grape- chardonay, honey, mushrooms, salt, reed, wild roses

#ts2 #mcc #jerarevia #neighborhood

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puffdragongirl · 5 years

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Burned Chapter 3: Dread

Also posted on AO3

If someone had told him ten years ago that he would ever feel like he was going home, Obi probably would have laughed, or maybe asked for a pint of whatever they were drinking. But as the shining stone walls of Wistal Palace rise over the horizon, he can’t deny the anticipation warming his heart.

To be fair, though, it isn’t so much the palace he is glad to return to. He hadn’t had a name for the feeling yet, but the first time he had felt this warmth was in a frozen checkpoint outside of Lyrias. He would never forget the sight of Shirayuki nearly flying across checkpoint in her haste to reach him. Her hands clutched around his wrists may as well have been shackles, for if he hadn’t already belonged so wholly to her, he would have bound himself to her side the moment she welcomed him back.

Since then, that blossoming warmth had filled him every time he returned to her side. It was there every morning greeted with deep mugs of tea shared in the pharmacy after serving yet another night watch. It was there in her smile the morning she gifted him with the glowing stone that was still looped around his neck. It was there in every meal kept warm on a burner on the nights Makiri’s errands kept him too long away from Lyrias. And now it is there each time he returns to Wistal, in the way her gaze softens when she fails to find injuries, in the way she bites her lip when she spies a new bandage or bruise, in her quiet retelling of the events he missed while out wreaking Izana’s vengeance, and in the way she makes sure pillows and his favorite throw are always waiting in “his” window seat in the pharmacy.

The thought of napping surrounded by the quiet sounds and vaguely medicinal scents of the pharmacy is one of the few things that make the idea of sleep even vaguely palatable these days. It wasn’t so much that he had gone soft during his years as a messenger and knight – the fact that he was still alive despite the best efforts of several determined rebel scouts proved that – but facing and dealing death on a near-daily basis had returned his dreams to the blood-soaked visions he’d nearly forgotten during those idyllic years. Between the nightmares and the obvious hazards of being asleep behind enemy lines, Obi is lucky if he catches more than a few hours of rest a day when he’s away from Wistal.

Or a few hours every couple of days… he muses, spurring his mount to travel faster as they approach the castle town. He had barely managed a handful of hours over the past few days, each crinkling leaf and snapping twig sending him reaching for his daggers despite the cover the high branches of trees offer. Although he had found little physical evidence of the rebels near the castle on this trip, the sudden lack of obvious activity was a disturbing departure from the previous pattern of encountering (and disposing of) rebel scouts creeping ever closer to Wistal. Obi trusts his gut – and his gut says something is very wrong.

The passing shadow of a messenger bird flying overhead breaks him from his thoughts. It was nice to see one flying free instead of lying arrow-ridden and dead on the ground. Although he’d sent warning to the messenger corps a few trips ago that the rebels had taken to shooting the vivid blue birds from the sky to intercept or prevent transmission of messages, the top brass apparently believed the highly-trained birds were more disposable than human messengers who at least had a shot at defending themselves. At the last report, the human messengers were faring better than the birds, but their odds were rapidly dwindling. At least a dozen uniformed couriers had been attacked on the main routes in the week prior. Some of them lived, and some died, but all of them had been struck with one of the golden-fletched arrows that spelled death unless quickly dosed with kera. Thankfully those deadly arrows hadn’t yet made their way back within a day’s ride of Wistal since the one aimed at King Izana had started this war.

If he can help it, Obi plans to keep it that way.

Handing the reins of his mount to a stable boy, Obi permits himself a sigh as his feet travel the familiar path to the pharmacy. As he walks, he notes the halls are unusually empty for the time of day, absent of traffic save for patrolling guards. Although part of him welcomes the quiet, it also unsettles him much like the sudden absence of rebel scouts. Unbidden, his hand rises to kneed at the persistent ache in his shoulder. He tries to push away the tingle of foreboding; his Miss is sure to know whatever has sent the servants and soldiers scurrying from the halls, and whatever it is can be dealt with later.

Yet the foreboding only grows as he draws nearer to the pharmacy. The sounds of conversation, hushed but frantic, drift through the hall, and he rounds the corner to find an unlikely gathering outside the pharmacy, although two faces he would expect to see are conspicuously absent. Cautious, he lingers in the shadows at the mouth of the hall to gauge the situation.

One apprentice – a recent recruit, if memory serves – is sobbing hysterically in an alcove. A group of her peers have closed ranks around her, some offering words of comfort while others rub her back and press handkerchiefs into her clawed grip. A young soldier hovers awkwardly near them, alternatingly soothing them and attempting to ask for more information.

A second group, mostly comprised of guards, huddles around a map hastily pinned to the wall. A woman Obi recognizes as one of the senior apprentices points frantically at locations circled on the map, although she speaks too quickly for him to catch more than the occasional curse or name of an herb. One of the guards tries to get a word in edgewise, then resorts to shouting over her when the pharmacist keeps rambling.

“We don’t even know where they could have gone!” the guard snaps, making a sweeping gesture at the map. “Mistress, I’m more than happy to send out a search party, but we need to know a more precise destination than all of eastern Clarines if we ever want to find them.”

“Find who?” Deeming no further benefit from observing, Obi steps from the shadows, immediately drawing the gaze of everyone in the hall. In an instant, he is swarmed with pharmacists and soldiers, all clamoring for his attention. He raises a hand in a plea for silence – it’s no easier to figure out what’s going on when they all speak at once than it was listening to half-whispers in the middle of conversations, “What’s going on?”

The senior apprentice and soldier that were arguing earlier both pounce on the chance to speak. Tension crackles between them again, but Obi quells it with a pointed glance. After a moment, the guard reluctantly bows his head in deference to the pharmacist.

“Oh, Sir Obi, thank goodness you’ve returned!” she cries, surging forward, “We didn’t know what to do!” She starts strong, babbling something about herb drawers and beetles. It all sounds urgent, but not quite enough to explain the barely-contained chaos he walked in on. As her explanation drags on, nerves and anger wane enough for emotions to rise, and her voice wavers as she reaches the heart of the matter, “It-it’s Lady Shirayuki and Master Ryu….”

The foreboding blooms into a tangled mess of feelings. His ears ring, drowning out the sound of the apprentice dissolving into tears, but he doesn’t need her words to understand they are gone. For a moment, he is frozen, helpless against the rising tide of dread, suffocating as panic claws the breath from his lungs. But Obi learned long ago the futility of fear – he is of no use to anyone swamped by emotion. He closes his eyes and swiftly crushes those feelings down, barricading them behind the walls weakened but never broken by the soft years in Wistal and Lyrias.

Steeled, Obi releases a breath and opens his eyes. His gaze, cold and focused, snaps to the guard. His order is unspoken, but clear.

“From what we can tell, Sir Shikito took Lady Shirayuki and Master Ryuu to gather replacements for the plants lost to the insects,” the soldier finishes relating the day’s events, summarizing the accounts offered by the guards and pharmacists, “They were due back an hour ago, and we have received no messages to indicate they would be delayed.” He flinches when Obi’s eyes glint dangerously, just as upset with the risky plan as everyone suspected he would be, but continues after a brief hesitation, “We are ready to send out a search party, but we don’t know where they went, nor which plants would have been so important they needed to be replaced with such haste.”

Pushing through the crowd, Obi tears the map from the wall. He had hung around in pharmacies long enough to know insects were almost always brought in with new stocks, especially when a manager as fastidious as Ryuu was in charge. Although an infestation could have spread to existing stocks, the timing likely limited damage to plants gathered on the emergency restocking trip. Although he wouldn’t call himself an expert on the uses of herbs, he had absorbed a fair amount after years surrounded by the finest pharmacists Clarines had to offer. Add to that Shirayuki’s attempt to soothe his ragged nerves by keeping up a quiet commentary on the uses of the herbs they were gathering, and maybe, just maybe he could figure this out.

He turns back to the pharmacists, hoping at least one of them is collected enough to provide information, “Do any of you know which of the herbs were damaged?”

“We have the list that Master Ryuu left, but there’s nothing critical,” the senior pharmacist offers, wiping at her tears before reciting a list of herbs, “Willow bark, goldenseal, valerian… some of the feverfew, licorice, and cat’s claw.” She shakes her head, and sniffles, her face crumpling once more, “It just doesn’t make sense why they would leave for things like burdock and kera leaf!”

“Kera?!” Obi pounces on the name. Afraid of mass panic, they had managed to keep the threat of deadly, weapon-borne poison – and the fact an otherwise innocuous pain reliever was its antidote – on a largely need-to-know basis, so of course the apprentices wouldn’t know of the plant’s importance. “The stock of kera was compromised?”

Startled by his vehemence, the pharmacist nods, “Yes, nearly all of our kera leaf was lost, but…”

“That’s it,” he breathes, and of course, of course, she would go back out to retrieve such a precious plant, “I know where they went.” The excited chatter of soldiers and pharmacists overjoyed at his words echoes through the hall, but he barely hears it over the cacophony of his thoughts. How many routes are there to the kera patch? Which would a harried Shikito have chosen, and how hard would he have pushed them to travel? What are the chances they got delayed by a horse throwing a shoe? If they were attacked, where would it have happened? Would a strike be more likely on the main path, or on the feeder routes near the patch? How much faster can he make the trip on a fast horse ridden hard, and will it be fast enough? Will he be fast enough to save them or…

Obi marshals his thoughts, grounding himself with the burn of nails biting into the flesh of his palms. Everything in him screams to leap from the nearest window and race for the kera patch; to find them, find her, as he had failed to do those years ago in Tanbarun. But he is no longer just a messenger; for all his recent espionage, he is a knight now, a commander, and even without that he is the only one who knows where they had gone. It falls to him to select who to send, where to send them, and what plans and back up plans they should follow.

Cursing darkly, he whirls to walk back towards the stables, distantly hearing the clatter of boots against stone as guards scramble after him. Commandeering the quartermaster’s office, Obi slaps the map on the cluttered desk and surveys the soldiers clustered closely around him.

There is no time to lose.

#tw: mentions of war #so...#this is super late #but this originally began as day 3/track 3 of the obiyuki soundtrack challenge #but then it grew into more chapters #and things happened #but here it is now!#also I am still sorry #Northern War AU #ans #obiyuki #puff writes

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hyssopandbee · 5 years

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Cut down the feverfew today since it’s pretty spent, and also potted up the mystery tree (which I’m pretty sure is an Eastern Cottonwood). I figured since I was low on dirt I’d use the feverfew stalks to line the pot, fill it with alternating layers of good and poor soil, and see how that works.

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beatty757x · 2 years

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The Past And Present Of Perfumery

The word fragrance alludes to a charming aroma delivered from a creation of sweet-smelling compounds, scented rejuvenating balms, solvents and fixatives. The term has been gotten from "per fumus" which is a Latin word signifying 'through smoke'. The craft of aroma making or perfumery started in antiquated Egypt; yet the Middle Easterners and the Romans were the ones who updated and refined the idea further. Scents were likewise utilized in Asia yet depended on incense sources.

Numerous Egyptian engravings and mud tablets portray the method involved with getting ready fragrances. Be that as it may, the world's first scent creator was Tapputi of Mesopotamia. There were records of this scientific expert on the second thousand years BC Cuneiform tablet. One of the most established aroma making processes was found in Cyprus. Italian archeological groups had exhumed a monstrous industrial facility that existed during the Bronze Age which is around 4000 years prior. Perfumery additionally existed in India and the principle wellsprings of scent were Attar, sandalwood oil and agarwood oil. In the west, European nations Hungary, France and Britain were quick to endeavor forming aromas.

Plants and spices that were potentially utilized in early aroma making incorporate Angelica, Scented Agrimony, Apple, Birch, Avens, Dark Current, Calamint, Camomile, Greenery, Mint,Fennel, Cyperus, Senior Blossom, Feverfew, coriander, almond, Melilot Hawthorn, Clover, Brush, Hyssop, Lily of the valley, Conifer pitch, Lavender, Bergamot, Rosemary, Sage, Oak Greenery, Lemon Medicine, Milfoil, Orris, Rose, Tansy, Violet, Mourn and Jojoba. Present day perfumery started during the finish of seventeenth century. Click here : Perfumes de equivalencia

The life span and force of a fragrance rely on the strength and centralization of the solvents and the sweet-smelling compounds. However various perfumeries have various sytheses, the aroma becomes more grounded with the expanding level of these mixtures. For instance the oil fixation in Eau de Parfum (EdP) is for the most part higher than in Eau de Toilette (EdT). The present business aromas are a mix of different synthetic substances and natural ointments. Recognizing the parts precisely is very troublesome. Just a fragrance epicurean can sniff the fixings present in a specific aroma. The cost of an aroma essentially relies upon the accompanying normal just as substance qualities

Fluctuation Parts Uniqueness of the aroma Intricacy of the aroma There are no particular systems for making scents. The fixings that are as of now utilized can be generally arranged as: essential aromas, modifiers, blenders and fixatives. Colors, rejuvenating oils and absolutes are the significant constituents of the current business scents.

#Perfumes de equivalencia

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lowcarbnutrients · 5 years

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31 Long-Forgotten Native American Medicinal Cures

by STEVE NUBIE

When it involves natural solutions, several of us recognize with the benefits of Echinacea or purple cone blossom as an antibiotic, willow bark as a pain reliever and also aloe as a topical anesthetic and also treatment for skin conditions. That's common expertise contrasted to the ideas as well as treatments that Indigenous American medication males discovered and also used.

Native American medication men crafted a wheel very similar to the yin/yang of Eastern medicine. The use of herbal treatments and other alternative kinds of treatment was the innovative medicine of their day. This was an alternative technique to clinical treatment that depended heavily on plants and also their distinct benefits.

What follows is listing of native plants, trees, fruits and blossoms special to The United States and Canada that have shocking benefits as specified by Indigenous American people. If when times are challenging, it might be excellent to keep several of these ancient remedies in mind. They likewise benefit everyday requirements when you think about exactly how reliable some of them can be.

Licorice tea for a sore throat is a fine example. It's likewise intriguing that a lot of these all-natural remedies are still being used today, consisting of beeswax as well as plant pollen, chamomile as well as others. It's an excellent presentation of the advantage of wisdom created over centuries.

It's tough to understand just how Indigenous Americans established which plants may have medicinal properties, although trial as well as mistake was probably one method. It's also thought that they observed unwell pets consuming certain plants and identified that those plants need to have a particular building worth exploring. Because that time, scientific researches have verified the medical value of many plants. As a matter of fact, typical pain killers is stemmed from salicin, a chemical in the inner bark of willow trees that was made use of in ancient times for high temperature and pain.

These medicines were generally carried out via teas or pastes that were either consumed or applied externally. Occasionally the plants were eaten as food or included to food or water. Occasionally, a salve or plaster was put on open injuries. I would highly recommend that you prevent the last, offered the danger of infection from wild sources.

I have actually left out a lot of the all-natural remedies. There was an use for mistletoe that I stumbled upon, however mistletoe is basically toxic and if not utilized correctly the outcomes might be counter-productive, if not deadly.

I've also located a good deal of redundancy. It feels like everything benefits a cough or diarrhea. As opposed to constantly checklist plants that cure the very same conditions over and also over, I have actually aimed to separate this organizing to the most widespread plants that you may discover and acknowledge. As always, if you are pregnant, contact your physician and do a lot of study before using any of these.

Here's the list:

1. Alfalfa: Relieves digestive function and is recruited to aid blood clotting. Contemporary utilizes included therapy of arthritis, bladder and kidney problems and bone stamina. Boosts the immune system.

2. Aloe: A cactus-like plant. The thick leaves could be squeezed to squeeze out a thick sap that could be used to treat burns, insect attacks as well as wounds.

3. Aspen: The inner bark or xylem is made use of in a tea to deal with fever, coughings as well as discomfort. It has salicin, which likewise is located in willow trees and also is the structure active ingredient for aspirin.

4. Bee pollen: When blended with food it could improve power, help food digestion and boost the immune system. If you dislike bee hurts you will certainly probably be sensitive to pollen.

5. Beeswax: Used as a salve for burns and also insect bites, consisting of bee stings. Intended to just be made use of externally.

6. Blackberry: The origin, bark as well as leaves when crushed and also instilled in a tea are used to alleviate diarrhea, reduce swelling and also stimulate the metabolism. As a gargle it alleviates sore throats, mouth ulcers and also swelling of the gums.

7. Black Raspberry: The origins of this plant are crushed as well as utilized as a tea or boiled as well as chewed to alleviate coughings, diarrhea as well as general intestinal distress.

8. Buckwheat: The seeds are utilized in soups and also as gruel to lower high blood pressure, assist with blood clot and also alleviate diarrhea.

9. Cayenne: The hulls are used as a pain reliever when taken with food or drunk in a tea. Also used to risk joint inflammation as well as gastrointestinal distress. It is sometimes applied to injuries as a powder to boost blood circulation as well as serve as a disinfectant and anesthetic to numb the pain.

10. Chamomile: The leaves as well as flowers are used as a tea to deal with digestive problems and also nausea.

11. Chokecherry: Thought about by Native American people as an all-round medical treatment, the berries were pitted, dried out and also squashed right into a tea or a plaster to alleviate a selection of disorders. These include coughings, colds, influenza, nausea, inflammation and diarrhea. As a salve or poultice it is used to deal with burns as well as wounds. The pit of the chokecherry - much like apple seeds - are toxic in high focus. Make certain to match the cherries if you're considering this for any type of use.

12. Echinacea: Additionally referred to as purple coneflower, this is a timeless Native American medicine that is utilized to strengthen the immune system, fight infections and high temperature. It additionally is made use of as an antiseptic and also basic treatment for colds, coughings and also flu.

13. Eucalyptus: The oil from the fallen leaves as well as roots is an usual treatment when instilled in a tea to deal with coughs, sore-throat, influenza and fever. It's recruited to now as an active ingredient in coughing drops.

14. Fennel: A plant with a licorice flavor, this is utilized in a tea or chewed to ease coughings, sore-throat, aid food digestion, deal alleviation to diarrhea and also was a basic therapy for colds. It also is made use of as a plaster for eye alleviation and headaches.

15. Feverfew: Recruited to today as an all-natural alleviation for fever as well as frustrations - including extreme migraines like migraines - it additionally can be made use of for gastrointestinal problems, asthma as well as muscle as well as joint pains.

16. Feverwort: Another fever solution that also is recruited for general pain, itching as well as joint rigidity. It could be consumed as a tea or eaten, or crushed to a paste as a salve or poultice.

17. Ginger root: One more incredibly plant in Native American medication, the root was smashed and also eaten with food, as a tea or a salve or plaster. Recognized to now for its capability to aid digestive health and wellness, it additionally is anti-inflammatory, aids circulation and also could soothe colds, coughings as well as flu, in addition to bronchitis and also joint pain.

18. Ginseng: This is an additional contemporary herb that has a history that gets back throughout cultures for millennia. The roots were used by Native Americans as a food additive, a tea and a plaster to alleviate tiredness, boost energy, enhance the immune system as well as aid with general liver and also lung feature. The fallen leaves and also stems additionally were used, yet the origin has the most focus of active ingredients.

19. Goldenrod: Generally thought about today as a source of allergic reactions as well as sneezing, it was actually taken into consideration an additional all-in-one medicine by Native Americans. As a tea, an addition to food and a topical salve, it is recruited to treat problems from bronchitis and breast blockage to colds, flu, inflammation, aching throats and as a disinfectant for cuts and also abrasions.

20. Honeysuckle: The berries, stems, flowers as well as fallen leaves are used to topically deal with stings as well as skin infections. As a tea, it is recruited to treat colds, headaches as well as sore throat. It additionally has anti-inflammatory properties.

21. Hops: As a tea it is utilized to treat gastrointestinal issues as well as frequently combined with other natural herbs or plants, such as aloe, to soothe muscle mass. It likewise is utilized to calm toothaches and also aching throat.

22. Licorice: Origins as well as leaves could be used for coughings, colds, aching throats. The origin likewise can be eaten to ease toothaches.

23. Mullein: As an infusion in tea or included in a salad or other food, this is a plant that has actually been recruited by Indigenous Americans to treat inflammation, coughs and congestion as well as general lung afflictions. It is fairly typical and also you possibly have it growing in your yard or someplace close.

24. Passion flower: The fallen leaves and also roots are made use of to make a tea to deal with anxiousness and muscle pain. A plaster for injuries to the skin such as burns, insect attacks as well as boils additionally can be made from enthusiasm flower.

25. Red clover: It grows all over as well as the blossoms, leaves and also origins are generally instilled in a tea or are utilized to leading food. It is made use of to handle inflammation, improve flow and also deal with respiratory conditions.

26. Rose hip: This is the red to orange berry that is the fruit of wild roses. It is already recognized to be a substantial resource of vitamin C and when eaten entire, smashed into a tea or included to food it is recruited to alleviate colds as well as coughs, digestive tract distress, as an antibacterial and also to treat inflammation.

27. Rosemary: A member of the pine family and made use of in food and as a tea to treat muscle pain, boost circulation and also as a basic cleanser for the metabolism.

28. Sage: A far-reaching bush throughout much of The United States and Canada, it is an all-natural bug spray as well as can be made use of for the standard checklist of digestive system problems, colds and aching throat.

29. Spearmint: Recruited regularly by Indigenous American tribes for therapy of coughings, colds, breathing distress and also as a remedy for looseness of the bowels and also an energizer for blood circulation.

30. Valerian: The root as an infusion in a tea soothes muscular tissue aches, pain and is claimed to have a calming effect.

31. White Pine: Ubiquitous and the needles as well as the internal bark can be infused in a tea. Made use of as a standard treatment for breathing distress and upper body congestion.

If you're an expert on Native American remedies I make sure you could add many to this list. There are some outstanding books on nature's treatments and the specific medical homes that Native American people found. Natural remedies deserve considering both from a historic and also possibly functional point-of-view. Just see to it you identify them appropriately and also talk to your doctor prior to using.

#diet #fruit diet #health and wellness #wellness

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lala-kate · 7 years

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Storm Front

Happy Valentine’s Day to my amazing Secret Valentine, @starscythe!!! I do hope you enjoy this gift, my friend, as you gift us with so many incredible manips all year long. Meeting you in person in November was such a joy, and I hope we can hug in person again in the near future.

Without further adieu, here is your @oqcelebration valentine. :D

He’s heard stories, of course, broken whispers whenever a fierce storm blew in unexpectedly, mumbled musings if an acquaintance suddenly fell ill. These are never voiced loudly, as superstition’s lingering hold on the forest proves to be an ominous task master, leaving such wonderings to drift from one listener to the next, more often than not finding fertile ground stripped bare by black magic’s lingering touch.

The Evil Queen’s dark curse had taken many, but there are those among the forest’s remnants who believe she herself still dwells in this realm. They speak of her in hushed fragments, discuss sightings of a dark, solitary figure who roams the forest at night, a cloaked woman who has somehow lost her magic but now lives bound to it, perhaps in just retribution for a curse so foul it emptied their lands and cast both friend and foe into fates unknown.

Robin has never put much stock into superstition, neither does he give credence to legends or fairy lore. His is a world defined by what he can see, touch and confiscate, a world in which people rarely fit into molds of “good” or “evil”, a world in which he’s observed unspeakable acts committed by the most respected of citizens while those judged as lesser are the very ones who offer shelter and food to the starving. He lives by his wits and senses and surrounds himself with a thieving group of outcasts he’d readily give his life to protect.

Yet even he, the infamous Robin Hood, has to admit that the air feels odd tonight, that there is a charge to the impending storm brewing in the eastern highlands that makes the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. He senses a disturbance, one that feels altogether too personal and close at hand for comfort. Roland must have felt it, too, for the boy had clung to him as Robin soothed his son’s whimpers until he’d finally fallen into a fitful sleep.

It is enough for him to grudgingly admit that tinges of magic probably remain in his forest, even if the queen is nowhere to be found. Dreams of Marian and of his mother plague his sleep and fill him with sense of urgency altogether foreign, one that pushes him towards consciousness even as his body rebels.

A loud clap of thunder finally awakens him, and he’s surprised to find that he’s drenched in sweat. Roland is still sleeping soundly, but one touch to his son’s forehead reveals that the boy is hot with fever. He holds his child close, drawing the blankets up around him, but he worries as all parents do, even as the wind howls just outside their tent.

Roland needs feverfew tea. Unfortunately, their stashes of medicinal herbs have run dry in light of the recent bout of sickness that have ravaged both his men and their families, and he lies there only minutes before deciding to risk a trip to the lake’s edge to gather what he needs. He wakes Little John and asks his friend to keep an ear and eye out for his son before donning his thickest cloak and disappearing into the forest’s canopy. He’s survived far worse storms than this, he reminds himself, ignoring the tingling sensations skittering up his legs that feel altogether supernatural.

The lightning illuminates his path, and he pays attention to both its direction and ferocity, stopping in his tracks as he hears it hit a tree just beyond the hill he’s traversing, watching as light and flame battle rain and wind.

He needs to hurry. This storm has teeth.

He climbs the final ridge, planting his feet with care as he begins the steep descent through clinging branches and thick mud. Sweat mingles with rain on his skin, but he ignores the pressing humidity and the scratches left by angry limbs as his practically skids to halt near the lake’s edge. He kneels by the bushes where his sought flowers grow and grabs them by the fistful, sliding his contraband into the leather pouch he wears draped snugly across his torso. His knees pop when he stands, and he stretches his lower back as he prepares to begin the arduous climb back up a slippery slope, chancing one last glance at the lake as lightning rips open the heavens and casts the world in shades of silver and black. That’s when he sees the impossible.

There’s a woman in the lake. A naked woman.

His breath catches, and he rubs his eyes, thinking he must be imagining the black silhouette standing knee deep in the water, her arms wrapped around her exposed chest, her form small and thin. He steps towards the lake’s edge, calling out to her, his words swallowed by the storm’s fury the moment they leave his mouth. Long hair whips around her body, draping her nudity in partial shadow, and Robin flinches as another streak of lightning strikes far too close for comfort. He has to get her out of here. She’ll most assuredly die if he doesn’t.

He removes his cloak, knowing it will weigh him down if he wears it into the water, and he tightens the pouch around his middle to keep the feverfew as dry as possible. His boots are already wet and mud-caked, but he slides them off as well, knowing they’ll hinder him if they’re completely soaked, and he makes his way into lake. Normally placid waters are choppy, their temperature bitter cold rather than refreshing, but he persists, hearing a dull keening coming from his destination in a tone both throaty and raw.

She must be mentally disturbed, he thinks, and he braces himself for fight as he moves undetected to stand behind her.

“My lady,” he shouts, wanting to alert her to his presence. She turns then, eyes hollow, face shrouded, yet he’s struck by her dark beauty, making him wonder if he’s stumbled upon some mystical creature who secretly inhabits these waters. Perhaps she rises in storms, the paleness of her skin a mere reflection of the water in which she dwells, and he questions for a moment if she’s a silkie, a mermaid given legs, or perhaps a nocturnal siren luring him to his death. But her breathing is both raspy and shallow, alerting him to her vulnerable humanity, so he dares to touch her skin, flinching at its icy temperature.

“You’re freezing,” he states, and she stares at him blankly, making him wonder if she can understand him at all. “We need to get out of the water,” he continues, daring to pull her closer into his body. “It’s not safe here with the storm.”

She says nothing, but her body trembles violently, and that’s all the excuse he needs to pick her up and hold her to his chest. She weighs nothing, he thinks as he wades back to the shore and sits gently with his burden, wondering if she’ll try to run when he sets her down to don his boots and cloak.

Her only movement is to draw her knees to her breasts and bury her head into her knees as her body begins to convulse.

He curses before scooping her up again and covering her with his cloak, frightened by the shaking in her limbs and nearly frozen state of her skin.

“I’ve got you,” he breathes, struggling up the muddy incline, nearly losing his footing once before managing to find a sturdy root sticking out that allows him to regain his balance. Nails dig in through his shirt, clutching him as the convulsions ease. Then her arms fall limp, and he realizes she’s passed out, so he adjusts her against his body as he walks as fast as he can. The wind is his enemy, as is the soft soil that clings to his boots as it tries to suck him into the ground.

Damn this storm to hell.

His legs are burning by the time he reaches his camp and stumbles back into his tent, but Roland is still sleeping, and he sighs in relief before taking in his friend’s shock.

“She needs blankets,” Robin whispers, not bothering with the specifics of where and how he found her. “And hot water. Quickly, John. Please.”

John nods before moving out into the storm to carry out his tasks, and Robin’s legs give out. His pallet cushions his knees, but his joints still rebel as he lands with more force than he’d like on the floor. Thank the gods--she’s still breathing. He’d been half terrified she’d already died.

He lays her out beside his slumbering son, covering her nudity with his own blanket while he rucks through his clothing and pulls out a soft, worn tunic he’s certain will reach her knees.

He raises her up, doing his best not to notice how perfectly formed her breasts are, how dark hair and lashes hauntingly contrast with skin practically the color of snow as he slides the tunic over her body. Gods, she’s freezing, but he’s no good to her in his own soaked state, so he stands and strips out of his wet clothing before donning a fresh pair of trousers.

“Here you go,” John breathes as he steps back into the tent. He stands near the entrance and hands Robin a quilt and a bear skin. “Where did you find her?”

“In the lake,” Robin replies, watching the other man’s eyes widen. “She’s chilled to the bone and a bit out of her mind, I think. I need to get her warm immediately.”

“Skin to skin,” John mutters, looking at Robin directly. “That spreads warmth the fastest, you know. Hold her to your chest, and I’ll cover you both with these. You need to warm up, too, Rob.”

Robin pauses but a second before nodding and sliding onto the bedroll beside her and pulling her to his chest. He considers John’s words and exhales as he tugs down the tunic he’d just put on her so bare flesh meets bare flesh. His teeth chatter as her icy skin envelops him, but he holds her close as John covers them both.

“Hold on,” the large man whispers. “I’ll pour tea for the both of you. You may not be sick yet, but tending to Roland and wading out into freezing lakes aren’t exactly recipes for good health.”

Robin smiles as he manages to prop himself up on two pillows, feeling the woman’s ribcage to make certain she still breathes. She coughs as if on cue, a sound full of fluid that hurts to hear, and he finds himself drawing her cheek into his chest, whispering assurances into ears that might not understand a word he speaks.

The tea is scalding, and Robin sets it on the ground beside him to let it cool as John prepares another mug for Roland.

“Would you like me to take the lad back to my tent?” John questions. “I’ll tend to him as if he were my own, Rob. You know that.”

He considers this for a moment, but shakes his head.

“I don’t doubt your sincerity for a second,” Robin whispers. “But I can’t stand the thought of being away from him when he’s ill.”

John nods before reaching down to touch Roland’s forehead.

“He’s still feverish,” John breathes. He adds some cold water to cool the boy’s tea before pulling him into a semi-upright position and managing to get half of the mug down Roland’s throat. Roland snuggles back under the blankets, eyes still closed, and rolls over until he come into contact with the unconscious woman lying beside him.

“His body heat along with yours should warm her up in no time,” John observes as he stands. “Can I do anything else, Rob? Do you want me to stay here for the rest of the night?”

“No,” Robin whispers, managing a sip of his tea. “You’ve done more than enough, John. Go get some rest. I may need your help again tomorrow.”

“Whatever you say,” John says before exiting the tent, securing the flap back in place against the elements. The woman sighs and relaxes into him reflexively, her hand coming to rest over his chest, and he covers her frozen digits with his palm, wondering what could have prompted such a beautiful creature to stand unclothed in a raging lake, to tempt both fate and nature to do their worst. Had she been abused? Had she lost her family--a husband, or a child perhaps?

Was she mentally disturbed?

He can’t bring himself to believe the latter, not as her fingers reflexively move over his heart, as her breath tickles his neck, and he voices a silent prayer to whatever gods are listening that both she and Roland will recover completely, that she will be granted the second chance his Marian had been denied. He stretches his arm out far enough to cup his son’s shoulder and watches as the boy’s hand reaches out in sleep and alights on the woman’s arm.

“Mama,” he breathes, cracking Robin’s heart open with one word. His son has no memory of his mother, having lost her not long after his very birth, so to hear him call out for Marian is jarring. He’s still reeling when the woman beside him turns her body towards Roland, seeking his son in her unconscious state, wrapping the boy into her body, cradling him as if he’d been born of her womb.

Roland sighs and relaxes into her, settling into the stranger as if she’s a missing piece of himself. Robin can barely breathe as he watches, fighting tears as he sits up to stare at the pair of them, half wanting to rip them from each other, half feeling as if he’s witnessing something sacred. Her skin begins to thaw before his eyes, her flesh taking on hues of pink that chase away the chilled pallet of the moon, and he swallows hard, knowing some sort of magic is afoot here.

He hears humming, a low, throaty melody emanating from the woman’s chest, one he recognizes as being from the low country--his own mother’s land, one that had lulled him to sleep more times than he can remember. His mother’s scent overwhelms him, a combination of magnolia and lavender, and he takes another sip of his tea, wondering if he’s hallucinating, if this is all a dream brought on by fever.

He knows somehow it is not.

Robin’s mind grows heavy as his eyes fall shut, and he is lulled into a deep sleep untroubled by dreams or thunder. He wakes later to the sound of magpies and ravens, to a robin’s call, and he sits straight up, startled by the fact he’d slept at all. He looks beside him, to the woman and Roland who are now cocooned together as if they were mother and son. He feels the boy’s forehead and breathes a sigh of relief at it’s cool, clammy texture before touching the woman’s arm and smiling at the normal temperature of her skin. Nimble fingers slide down her body to pull up the tunic he’d slid down last night to warm her, disturbing Roland in the process of covering her breasts and thighs.

Dark lashes flutter, and the boy slowly gazes up at him, smiling drowsily before succumbing to a yawn.

“Papa,” Roland mutters, prompting Robin to lean over the woman and kiss his boy’s forehead.

“How are you feeling?” Robin questions, toying with dark curls matted with sleep and sweat.

“Better,” Roland whispers, snuggling into the woman beside him. “She told me I had to get better.”

Robin swallows, staring at the still sleeping form between them, unable to look away from full lips slightly parted, gratified to hear that the rattling in her chest seems to have subsided.

“She?” His question cracks open on his tongue, and he looks from the woman to his boy, almost certain she has gently drawn Roland closer.

“My lady,” Roland replies, coughing until Robin offers him a sip of tepid tea. Roland flinches as he drinks, but settles back into their guest willingly and lightly touches her chest. “Her.”

“You spoke with her?” Robin asks, his gut twisting into an emotion he cannot identify as a decidedly feminine hum tickles his ribcage.

“While I was sleeping,” Roland states, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “She sang to me, too. Let me crawl into her lap.”

He stares at the stranger, now certain she possesses magic of some sort. He would dismiss all of what his son is saying as a dream if it weren’t for what he himself had witnessed.

“Did she tell you her name?” Robin asks, continuing to stroke Roland’s hair as he shakes his head.

“I asked her if she was my mama,” Roland confesses. “She said no, that she wasn’t anyone’s mama, so I asked her if she could be mine since I don’t have one.” Robin’s chest constricts, trapping both air and unspent grief.

“What did she say?” he asks, clearing his throat.

“She said she didn’t deserve a sweet boy like me,” Roland replies. “That she’s done too many bad things to be a mama, but I told her she didn’t look bad to me.” Roland snuggles into her then, and Robin watches in amazement as her fingers move into the boy’s hair, brushing against his own. “She cried then and let me crawl into her lap. That’s when she sang to me. She’s not bad, Papa. She just thinks she is.”

Recognition takes root, and he stares down at her face, the manicured brows, the raven-hued lashes, hair the color of night, and he pauses, wondering at this odd twist of fate that would deliver a broken, evil queen to heal his pure little boy. She’d been ready to die last night, Robin is certain of it now, yet Roland’s illness had ironically saved her life.

It would seem she has healed his son in return.

He watches in fascination as her lashes blink open, as velvet-hewn eyes slowly take in her surroundings, as panic is replaced by a smile when his son touches her cheek. He smells magnolia again, and shakes it off, confused enough by what is taking place in front of his very eyes as a woman feared by all and detested by many embraces his little boy.

“Hi, lady,” Roland says, wrapping his arms around her waist and hugging her tight. Tears brim the corners of her eyes, and she avoids looking at Robin, choosing to focus on the child clinging to her as his tattoo begins to itch. Her breath catches when he scratches it, her gaze moving towards him reluctantly, her eyes widening in what appears to be terror. He smiles down at her, wanting to assure her that he won’t hurt her, that she’s safe here, that regardless of what she may have done in her past, she just healed his son, and that’s not something that either her or Roland will ever forget.

“Good morning,” he mutters, struck again by how small she appears as she tugs in his tunic, pulling it higher over her shoulder. A shiver runs down his spine as she stares at his bared arm, her eyes blinking in rapid succession as he gently adds, “My lady.”

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Chapter Three: CONTROLLING THE MIND

Chapter Four: THE FUNCTIONS OF THE MIND

Chapter Five: FURTHER FUNCTIONS OF THE MIND

Chapter Six: BRINGING IN THE FORCE

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Chapter Eight: GETTING READY TO USE HYPNOSIS

Chapter Nine: THE IDEOMOTOR ACTION METHOD OF HYPNOTIZING

Chapter Ten: “SUGGESTION FORMULA” FOR CONTROLLING THE MIND

Chapter Eleven: “SUGGESTION FORMULA” FOR FUNCTIONS OF THE MIND

Chapter Twelve: COMBINING HERBS WITH HYPNOSIS

Chapter Thirteen: THE PHYSICIAN / HYPNOTHERAPIST COMBO

Chapter Fourteen: PRELUDE TO ADMINISTERING HYPNOMEDICINE

Chapter Fifteen: THE HERBAL HYPNOTIC INDUCTION METHOD

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Chapter Seventeen: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE AS AN AID FOR SLEEP with Balm (Melissa officinalis)

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE TO RELIEVE HAY FEVER with Parsley (Petroselinum)

Chapter Twenty-Eight: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE TO REDUCE CHOLESTEROL with Red Pepper (Capsicum annuum)

Chapter Twenty-Nine: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE TO HELP MANAGE DIABETES with Sage (Salvia officinalis)

Chapter Thirty: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE TO HELP HEAL HERPES with Tarragon (Artemisian cracunculus)

Chapter Thirty-One: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE TO REDUCE MUSCLE SPASMS with Valerian (Valeriana officinalis)

Chapter Thirty-Two: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE FOR TISSUE HEALING with Chamomile (Chamaemelum nobilis)

Chapter Thirty-Three: HYPNO-HERBAL MEDICINE AD FINEM

Chapter Thirty-Four: THE THERAPEUTIC VALUE OF THE HYPNOTIC SLEEP Chapter Thirty-Five: TEACHING YOUR CLIENT SELF-HYPNOSIS

Chapter Thirty-Six: SELF-HYPNOSIS AND VITAMINS

Chapter Thirty-Seven RETURNING TO THE HERE AND NOW

Epilogue HYPNOSIS FOR YOURSELF with Bay (Laurus nobilis)

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