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Birch Trees......ancient medicine

  • Jun 6, 2017
  • 3 min read

Today, under a gorgeous birch tree the thought crossed my mind....why not tell people some of the crazy ideas you can go to heal ourselves.

Lately I have been dealing with anger,mostly around the hard and lengthy work to heal myself. Additional resentments come up when i hear people complain about trivial things. Instead of living with anger a tree was my solution. I asked the tree to be purified of anger. The result was that I came home super happy, felt the anger draining from my body recycling into the earth. Trees are healers. I believe this is part a trees purpose here on earth.

When I first learned about people using birch trees to heal I laughed, thinking no tree can heal this shit storm of health issues. Too many issues.....well I was dead wrong. A healer told me one day to start going to a birch tree every single day and ground. I had to google grounding at the time since I was scratching my head like huh??! So I went to a bitch tree pretty much every single day last summer. I would embrace the tree take my shoes and socks off to let the ions charge my body. I learned that grounding effectively alleviates inflammation because it thins your blood and infuses you with negatively charged ions through the soles of your feet. Grounding helps thin your blood by improving its zeta potential, which means it improves the energy between your red blood cells.

I was pleasantly surprised that over time this practice was a huge part of healing my nervous system.

I have also had a lot of digestion problems so I pull my shirt up and press my belly against and worship....to nature and to Jesus...to angels...to animals....yeah I worship all...no need to exclude in my world.

One day I intuitively started taking the sap from the tree and putting it on tumor areas of my body that I have had a hard time clearing out. The results were more calming than anything....I am obsessed with birch trees if you are ever with me and we see them I am like a little kid in a candy store.

I did more research on the sap from birch trees and was blown away....this summer I will be collecting some sap for a yummy drink.

Birch has a multitude of historical uses but is less familiar for its undoubted medicinal properties. The sap makes a clear and refreshing drink that can be preserved as a wine, beer, or spirit. The leaves produce a pleasant tea and an infused oil. In each form, birch is an excellent tonic and detoxifier, mainly working on the urinary system to remove waste products, as in kidney or bladder stone, gravel, gout, and rheumatism. It reduces fluid retention and swellings, and clears up many skin problems.

Birch has a multitude of historical uses but is less familiar for its undoubted medicinal properties. The sap makes a clear and refreshing drink that can be preserved as a wine, beer, or spirit. The leaves produce a pleasant tea and an infused oil. In each form, birch is an excellent tonic and detoxifier, mainly working on the urinary system to remove waste products, as in kidney or bladder stone, gravel, gout, and rheumatism. It reduces fluid retention and swellings, and clears up many skin problems.

And when I can't find a birch tree any tree will do for grounding.....all trees I have found have the most incredible energy. I tend to be a high energy person so for me trees are a necessity for keeping me happy and loving life.

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Am I still the sick girl since I have been all my life?

Or am a Phoenix rising from the ashes of of hellish torture?

Fortunately I am choosing the Phoenix.....I always wanted to fly.....so here goes.

Age 33 was lovely......divorced, bankrupt and losing both my homes, while I worked my ass off. None of this was due to be being lazy. I worked 5 jobs to try to get our mortgages paid through the recession. Basically I allowed men to live off of me during those years for money. I chose to take it so I knew what I was doing. Somehow I thought they would return the love. I was buying LOVE.

 

I bought over $100,000 worth of love from a man and ended up with nothing. No voice, no power, no money, no kids, no husband, no dreams. Too many dreams had left....I was a shell of woman with only despair and everyone looking at me like I am an idiot since I bailed him out of all his debt while I worked for it.​

Realizing at age 33 my soul was crushed in ways I couldn't even imagine. My dreams ran out and no way to take care of myself since my health problems were escalating and the economy was horrible at the time. No apology, no love....just despair and health issues spiraling out of control.

34- Met the love of my life! But before I knew it I was ripping him to shreds in my head on our first date. Like every woman does if the guy is too nice. Most women I know anyway.

A loud voice screamed in my head at the dinner table "Just shut the hell up and enjoy your dinner! He just drove your butt all the way up to Seattle to your favorite restaurant....just enjoy the company and be polite."

At that point I submitted and said ok I will just ditch him after dinner, but have fun in meantime.

Once he kissed me it was all over......I love this man so much my heart aches all the time with love for him. This is the true love I had always been searching for. Seeing him as a Father to his boys made me fall even more in love with him.

This man has truly helped me find the way to me. The real Jessica without sickness. The girl always hiding her true self only showing what she thought others wanted to see to make them happy. Never realizing in the end she was always left unhappy and none came to rescue her like she did for so many others.

So then I turned 38 and spent well over $100,000 to get pregnant or adopt. It was a shit show how that all went down. Anyone who knows me knows this was impossible. Hardly able to keep my body up at this point as the pain was increasing big time daily. I was beyond desperate but just kept doing what I always do...acted my way into saying I am fine. I would sob through the day and night silently from pain.....never ending physical pain. I would beg God to help me. My pain grew so intense I would have no other choice than to sit there for hours paralyzed by pain.

I will never forget the news of being diagnosed with Lyme Disease. Hit me so hard....silently plotting my suicide. That's what my Dad did so may as well follow....his chronic pain ate him alive. He was in so much physical pain he couldn’t function.

But once my doctor calmed me down I felt better thinking well at least I have insurance to cover it. I finally after 38 years of pain know WHY!

Ya no such luck. Insurance doesn't cover that disease and don't forget this is the disease that makes you look crazy and people will accuse you of faking it. Awesome......now what?!

And.....that's when I took matters into my own hands.

I was so far down the hole of despair at that point all I could see was black. Black sticky tar.....dragging my body through it. Screaming at me to keep moving because if I stop moving I won't be able to get back up.

I knew suicide was not the answer. My Mom already lived through my Dad's suicide....can't do that to her.

Walking up all night never having sleep taught me just how much I needed to love myself. I sobbed for hours and days and days sobbing out all the trauma to let this shit go once and for all. I had no clue how much my body held onto trauma.

All my organs had shut down and i dropped to 98 pounds. All the doctors told me to make sure and eat even when it was coming out the same way it went in. Didn't matter what I ate it I was unable to digest anything. At this point i had none who could help me....but me.

I chose LIFE

I chose LIGHT

I chose to rise like the PHOENIX

I slowly started to see myself for who I really was.....a scared girl too afraid to show herself. Not the bitch I made myself out to be.

This blog is about my path and the many crazy ways I learned to heal when I took matter into my own hands to become my own Doctor.

Who Am I?

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