Could it be that there is magic in the cracks of everyday life? That it is really there all around, and many forget or do not know how to see it? We gathered in the mountains to remember; and to take time together to learn natural ways to take care of ourselves, and one another. Autumn was starting to peek through the leaves, just in time for this season’s Witch and Bitch theme: Fire. A perfect metaphor for keeping warm, death to inspire rebirth, cleansing, and a light in the darkness. We crafted fire cider to ward off a variety of troubles (and to use up your soup-making scraps!), gem essences to calm and refocus, smoked delights to nourish, and herbal fire to cleanse and transport. Dram Apothecary, R.L. Linden, and Western Daughters :: thank you for the reminder.
Silver Plume is an unasuming town along Interstate 70; one I’d only seen in my rearview mirror coming to and from Grand Junction over the years. On the town’s tiny main street sits Bread Bar, home of Dram Apothecary, where three magical ladies hosted what will undoubtedly be the first of many Witch & Bitch gatherings.
Shae, Robin and Lynn, the three women who brought Witch & Bitch to life, are herbalists, healers, concocters, foragers, business women, and, among many other things, teachers. This weekend I was honored to be part of their first group of students. What an amazing, strong congregation of women. We foraged in the hills, made healing teas, got our hands in the dirt, imbibed in nourishing food and drink (cocktails are nourishing!), and became intimate with the powers of plants through sight, touch, and smell. Their lessons are still buzzing in my head after coming down the mountain back into the city, and like all good teachers, Lynn, Shae and Robin have helped me see the world in a new light. My eyes are open to new things around me, to things the earth has been doing under my nose, quietly, powerfully. I am very much looking forward to the next one.
Traveling as three, me and my roadworn adventure partner and our new sidekick, we set off from the nest. Our first time seeing some far away loved ones, first hugs and first flights. A new nephew and a new niece meeting cousins, aunts, uncles. We walked and talked, feasted and celebrated a graduation and an anniversary, and one another in general. To share one of our great passions, travel, with our son, was true joy. When we go into the world, we are always home together.