Sunday, March 27, 2016

Like it was stinging us but we weren't touching it.

Nettle transformed us again this year.  
We could feel the energy of nettle sitting next to it. 
Like it was stinging us, but we weren’t touching it. 
We demanded, “Nettle, change me.”  
What change is required? 
The greening of the heart. 
Nettle is the reason I am an herbalist.  

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