Medicinal Garden Kit
A medicinal garden kit, which typically includes seeds for plants with therapeutic properties, along with instructions on how to grow and use them, offers several benefits. Here are some of the main advantages:
Health Benefits: Many plants that can be grown from a medicinal garden kit have health-promoting properties. For example, chamomile can help reduce anxiety and promote sleep, while echinacea can boost the immune system. Growing these plants provides a natural way to support health and wellness.
Educational Value: A medicinal garden kit can be a great educational tool for individuals of all ages to learn about botany, the properties of different herbs, and their uses in traditional and modern medicine.
Economic Savings: Growing your own medicinal plants can reduce the need to purchase commercial herbal remedies and teas, which can be expensive. This can lead to significant savings over time.
Therapeutic Gardening: The act of gardening itself is therapeutic. It can reduce stress, improve mood, and increase physical activity. Gardening has been shown to have a positive impact on mental health.
Accessibility: Having your own medicinal garden provides easy access to herbs whenever you need them. This is especially useful for ongoing health management and acute care, like brewing a calming tea from freshly picked leaves.
Sustainability: Growing your own medicinal plants can be a more sustainable option than buying commercially produced herbal products. It reduces packaging waste and the environmental impact associated with the transport and production of commercial goods.
Control Over Production: When you grow your own medicinal plants, you have complete control over how they are grown. This means you can avoid the use of pesticides and synthetic fertilizers, ensuring that your remedies are organic and free from harmful chemicals.
Customization: A medicinal garden kit can be customized to suit personal health needs and interests. You can choose which plants to grow based on specific health concerns or preferences for certain herbal remedies.
Enhancing Biodiversity: By growing a variety of medicinal plants, you can contribute to biodiversity in your garden. Many of these plants are beneficial for pollinators, which play a crucial role in the ecosystem.
Connection to Tradition: Growing and using medicinal plants connects you to a long history of herbal medicine used across cultures. This can be a fulfilling way to honor and explore these traditions.
Overall, a medicinal garden kit can be a rewarding investment, providing numerous health, educational, and environmental benefits. It encourages a proactive approach to health and well-being through natural means.
0 notes
Trauma-Dumping on your plants: The Anthony J. Crowley Chronicles
This has been living in my silly head rent free for so long, I finally decided to slap it on here in hopes of thinking about it a little less (than three times a day. It's been years. I need to get over it.)
Also, I'm absolutely certain I'm not even remotely the first person to realize or post about this, since it's not the hardest of parallels to figure out. Alas, I still shall, because out of mind, out of sight and all that. So:
Let's talk about how Crowley is using his houseplants to work through his own Trauma of the Fall. Or, well, maybe not work through it per se, but more so roleplay it to give it somewhat of an an outlet because he never got over it. Lol.
It's not rocket science to figure it out and God Herself actually gives us a pretty spot-on explanation of it in her own narration.
Crowley's plants are perfect. They're, as God Herself tells us, the most luxurious and beautiful in all of London. He takes great care of them, waters them, mists them. Does any and everything to give them the perfect conditions so they won't have a worry in the world.
And yet, we're immediately shown that despite the seemingly perfect conditions they're living in, Crowley's plants still get *gasps quietly* spots. And we all know how Crowley feels about that:
It seems like such an unnecessary tiny thing to get upset about, right? Like, plants get spots all the time. They're not perfect, they're part of nature and nothing is ever perfect in nature. Crowley would know that by now. Imperfection is the whole point of nature. If everything had stayed exactly the way it always was, nothing would have ever changed or evolved.
Besides, Crowley is a demon. If it were merely about aesthetics to him, he could easily miracle away any spot with a blink of his serpent eyes. But he gets so angry about it, it's almost comical. At first we think it's just to show us, the audience, that, in contrast to Aziraphale, who cares very dearly and lovingly for his books, Crowley is a mean, mean demon who, instead of being outwardly nice to the things he loves (like Aziraphale does), yells at his plants because he's a mean meanie.
But! If you look at the whole scene and what God says, it's pretty obvious what he's actually doing is something else entirely: "What Crowley does is he puts the fear of God in them. Or, the fear of Crowley. The plants are the most luxurious and beautiful in London. Also the most scared."
Folks, this man dude serpent is literally roleplaying the concept of God/Heaven threatening angels with their Fall in order to keep them obedient ... with his houseplants.
Have I mentioned yet that I am absolutely obsessed with him and also desperately wanna get him a therapy voucher?
Because what does he do once he sees a plant disobeying his rules of perfection and acting out? The same thing God did to her questioning, equally disobedient angels (including Crowley): Parade it in front of the very scared rest, making an example of it ...
... only to then, well ...
... quite literally chuck it out.
To anyone else, this seems like a completely ridiculous thing to do over a tiny, minuscule spot. There would have been a bunch of other ways to go about fixing that spot.
Figuring out what it was the plant needed that might not have been given to it yet.
Taking care of it in a different, individual way so it would have been able to thrive again.
Listening to the plant and letting it tell you why its spot appeared in the first place.
Telling the plant, that loves and relies on you entirely, you love it too, despite it not being without fault, despite of it not fully living up to your unreachable standards of perfection.
Caring for the plant not because you want it to be perfect, but because you're okay with it being imperfect.
(We're no longer talking about plants here, as you are probably aware.)
Alas, this isn't what Crowley does. Because it wasn't what God did, either. We still know very little about Crowley's actual Fall and the Fall of Lucifer and the rest. But we do know that Crowley was never like or even with them.
All he did was ask some questions. A tiny spot. A seemingly insignificant blemish in the luxurious, beautiful flora of Heaven.
And yet, before he knew it, he did a "million lightyear freestyle dive into a boiling pool of sulfur". Cast out, chucked away, just like his little spotty plant. And for what? Well ...
... to keep the others angels plants check, for the rest of time.
***
(Addendum from the comments: If we go by what the book tells us, Crowley doesn’t actually end up violently throwing out the ‚bad‘ plants. He just finds a different place for them and makes sure they‘re looked after. So much to him being a big, bad, meanie-mean demon.)
455 notes
·
View notes
top ten ttpd lyrics - first impressions!
I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean; "Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth"
Put me back on my shelf; But first, pull the string; And I'll tell you that he runs; Because he loves me
You left your typewriter at my apartment; Straight from the tortured poets department; Who else decodes you?
I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind; People need a key to get to, the only one is mine; I read about it in a book when I was a precocious child
Beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours; Demanding more; Only when your girlish glow flickers just so
You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me; So all you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs
At the park where we used to sit on children's swings; Wearing imaginary rings; But it's gonna be alright, I did my time
And it was written; I got cursed like Eve got bitten
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did; Lights, camera, bitch, smile
So I crossed my thoughtless heart; Spread my wings like a parachute; I'm the albatross; I swept in at the rescue
i keep going back and forth on the order but here!
35 notes
·
View notes