Announcing the new full color book for budding healers and daydream believers:
I’m a Medicine Woman, Too!
Text & Art by Jesse Wolf Hardin
40 pages, 35 Full Color Illustrations
Includes the Name The Herb Game herbal medicine identification game
$18.50 + $5.90 Media Mail Shipping (Sorry, Lulu.com’s high rate… Please email us to order multiple copies and save on shipping).
“I’m a Medicine Woman, Too! is full of wisdom, beauty and encouragement not only for the young, but for all ages. The author’s exquisite illustrations quickly draw the reader in and cleverly teach about healing plants. A high recommend for empowering all medicine women!”
-Lesley Tierra, L. Ac., author Healing with the Herbs of Life and A Kid’s Herb Book
“I’m a Medicine Woman, Too! is a wonderful book to connect children with herbal traditions. The story role-models an ethic of healing and caring for other people and honoring our elders. The delightful illustrations touch the reader at an emotional level, compelling us to become healers too.”
-Thomas J. Elpel, author of Botany in a Day and Shanleya’s Quest
“I felt the voice of the Earth Mother Herself speak from the pages of I’m A Medicine Woman, Too! The sense of presence and higher awareness will benefit younger and those with accumulated years as well.
-Margi Flint, AHG HM, author of The Practicing Herbalist
For children Ages 3-12, but an inspiration and pleasure for adults as well! A colorful and soulful book of self discovery and personal empowerment for budding healers, as well as every kid heeding a calling or pursuing a dream. The author’s delightful daughter Rhiannon is the inspiration and model for this tale of realization and growth, as she first resists believing she could ever be a Medicine Woman like the herbalists and healers she’s met… but then realizes the ways in which she is already the woman of power she hopes to be. Included are 11 frame-worthy illustrations of various Medicine Woman archetypes including an Apache with her mano and metate grinding stones, a Hispanic curendara in her adobe Botanica herb shop, and an Anglo teacher, gardener and herb chef. Selected excerpts follow:
I’m A Medicine Woman, Too!
At eight years of age, Rhiannon’s life seemed to turn page by page like a fairy tale book, and not even she ever knew what was coming next.
Her home was a canyon with orange and purple cliffs studded with shiny bits of rock crystals. Coming there when she was four had truly been a dream come true! She loved sleeping in her special treehouse, imagining it even larger and more amazing than it was. It felt great waking up each morning to the sounds of elk singing and splashing in the river below. Living miles and miles from a town, she learned to follow the tracks of the deer and rabbits in her bare feet and talk to them all like friends. Her totem was the river otter, a very furry and playful animal, and just like the otter Rhiannon was always looking for a chance to play.
Then one day she came to me looking much more thoughtful than usual… and maybe just a little bit sad.
“What’s the matter, my daughter?” I asked.
“I could never be a Medicine Woman like Mama Kiva or Mama Loba,” she answered with the cutest of pouts.
“No,” I told her, “but you could be a Medicine Woman that is the fulfillment of the real, whole you… like nobody else in the world can do.”
“Whether you know it or not,” I told her, “you are part of a long chain of women and girls throughout history, reaching out hand to hand from mothers to daughters and teachers to students, from the most ancient human tribes right up until our modern day times.
“You can feel their hands in yours. They whisper sweet hints in the wind in the trees, in the yard or the shadowy far ends of a neighborhood park. They keep you company like faery friends helping you have wonderful dreams at night. These generations of Medicine Women want to teach you what you need. But even more importantly, they want to remind you of the strength and knowledge that you’ve already got. You’ve helped Mama Kiva dry and weigh chamomile and package bags of calendula for selling or trading, just as the Mexican curandera Doña Rosa does, selling herbs down a certain secret alleyway in her tiny Botanica shop. And when you dig up fresh dandelion roots for my liver infusion, remember that it’s one of the fun tasks that the wrinkled old Doña was asked to do when she was still a little girl like you.”
“But what if I decide I don’t want to be a healer?” she asked me with a look. “What if I want to be something else, like a warrior defending the helpless, a great singer or cook?”
“You can be all that and more,” I answered. “You have a choice in everything you do, and it is your responsibility what you yourself choose. You might decide to plant trees and restore wild places, change the world with the power of your artwork, grow organic food… or teach eager students at a school…”
“It’s the way of the Medicine Woman to love climbing into a mulberry tree high, gathering leaves for a lung tonic and berries for a pie. To work hard and be proud of what you do, while playing until you’re silly, too! Doing what you can to offer people help, but also remembering to take special care of yourself. Collecting lots of grapes to preserve for the Winter, before the songbirds fly south… but also taking time to pop a few in your mouth!”
“The job of the Medicine Woman isn’t just to heal sickness,” I added, “but to help make everything healthier and more beautiful. Each woman works in her own personal ways to both create and improve the world. Each follows her heart, knows her purpose, and answers her special calling. And each must be brave enough to live her wildest dreams, no matter how hard that ever seems.”
“In that case, it must be true…” my little girl said.
“I’m a Medicine Woman too!”
A hardcover version will be released by Hops Press for anyone who wishes to wait until March for one.
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