Medicine woman suffers police brutality

         

      On Monday September 11th 2023, I had an ongoing argument most of that afternoon with A "Gentleman" ( Stephen Ferguson )I was renting a room from. After 3 weeks of occupying a room in his house, I had decided to move back out. You see this "Mr.Ferguson" had refused to accept payments , he wanted instead for me to be his "girlfriend". I tried for weeks to change his mind and when I finally was done 'Mr.Ferguson' was't happy . Late that afternoon, long after that argument had died down, while I was outside doing yard work, Clay County Sheriff's pulled up into the yard. That "gentleman" " Mr.Ferguson" had called them , and even proceed to place false charges on me. 

"Mr.Ferguson claimed ""I had shoved him and stuck him upon the face"" during our heated argument earlier that afternoon.   

                  Im A Native American Medicine Woman , Peace-full resistance , and Im pretty well know in Oklahoma, however this wasn't Oklahoma. I couldn't believe it when I was arrested, but I complied fully with the arresting officers. Even though I was not read my Miranda rights at the time of my arrest. I went with them willing without much of an argument. I was handcuffed and placed in the police car. Both officers were vary respectful at the time of my arrest. I even audibly commented to the officer in the car ride to the station that I understood he was only doing his job and that I wasn't upset with him personally.

      After arriving at the Clay County Police Station around 8:00 p.m. I was led in the doors,  my handcuffs were removed, and I waited patiently for directions.

       I was approached by a female jailer. A heavy set young woman in her early to mid-20s who immediately told me to take off all my jewelry. Which I did. She then told me I would have to take off my dreadlock extensions.

       I then clearly identified myself to her as I had done to the other officers As a Native American Medicine Woman.  I set down on the floor legs crossed and removed all the extensions I could, that weren't fused to my hair. Then I tried to explain to her that as a Medicine Woman I'm almost like a holy woman and my Dreadlocks are sacred to me, almost like part of my religious garb, They symbolize 11 years of dedicated practice and devotion to our traditions and beliefs some of the horse hair extensions have fused together with my original Dreadlocks.

         The young woman said it didn't matter, the copper wire, beads, and semi-precious stones could be used as a weapon to harm myself or others, and if I didn't remove them myself they would be removed by force.  However ,I had already removed all the extensions I could without cutting them off.

I told her that I couldn't because they're part of my hair now and she ordered the other guard to grab "the chair". 

     "The Chair" basically meaning a high backed metal wheel chair with thick straps on the shoulders wrists and ankles, they were going to use to hold me down as they scalped me. 

        I watch as they wheeled the chair over to me, I was in shock at first.. then overcome with Terror when I realized just how dark my situation was about to get. I asked them to call the native American police , I didn't know what they were called in North Carolina , In Oklahoma they call the native police Light horse, and they have jurisdiction over native citizens. I Began Begging them to put me in solitary confinement or a straight jacket or anything just not my hair. We hold our knowledge in our braids.  

       I Still cooperated and set in the chair as ordered.  I continued to beg and plead with tear-filled eyes as they strapped me down to the chair. Yet ,I held still and I allowed them to strap me down. I did not struggle. I did not put up a fight. 

        Once I was securely strapped to the chair I was wheeled into the holding cell, the young woman and two other male jailers,each armed with scissors begin the process of removing my sacred locks.. 

        To Properly clean my locks(in the traditional way) takes at least 2 days you have to remove stones and beads and copper wires. Which I normally do carefully and slowly in a safe protected place where I have burnt sage. And only on the black moon. All the different stones and copper wire in my hair also serve actual scientific purposes.   They protect me (like a Faraday cage) from bad frequencies and Energies,  and strengthen my connection to my ancestors and the great spirit. And these Ignorant Savages are about to just rip them off my head.

     I began singing my prayers to my ancestors and the great spirit, alternating between English and different native languages. I was calming myself trying to avoid or lessen the Panic and fear from from this already overwhelming experience. I closed my eyes and put my mind somewhere else. 

 What started off gently at first soon became rougher and rougher as they pulled and jerked my head in every direction. They alternated and took turns to give each other short breaks. Of course , no breaks for me, I just had to sit there and take it.

  The same young woman returned from her short break and began mocking me 

"I don't know what that is it sounds Hawaiian."

I ignored her silly racist comment and I just kept singing , but started singing louder to drowned her bullying out. 

Then laughing (the was a bully does when the think they hurt you) and she asked if I knew any other songs.

             I looked at her and said I would prefer to see my prayers to my ancestors as they ripped my locks from my head. 

              The young woman became increasingly more violent, painfully ripping at my hair, she began to say something else, but I sang loudly enough the sound echoing and bouncing off the walls of the  small concrete room drowned her voice out completely. 

 During the entire ordeal I would try to move my head to make it easier for them, both to avoid excess pain and to get this over with as fast as possible. However ,this young woman begin ripping actual hair from my scalp. Causing so much pain I would have to pull away and even causing me to jerk in responses to the pain. 

Her immediate response to my jerking away from her overly violent scalping job was to show me who was boss , by choking me out. She then placed her thumb on my throat, just under my right cheekbone, and pressed hard upward and inward cutting off my windpipe. She used enough Force to leave a bruise still visible in the pictures I took 48 hours later. I don't remember what she was saying after that, I remember hearing her voice but my brain clouded with the rush of endorphins which is a natural occurrence caused by brief asphyxiation.

When they were finished with the Savage Act of removing my locks they exited the cell, leaving me alone in the cell, still strapped to the chair for some time. I was still singing, I tried to turn my feet and hands to as close to a yoga meditation position as I could and did several breathing exercises to sooth myself and bring back my level head, clear mind,and Also in preparation for whatever was coming next.

                Eventually I was unstrapped from the chair and they wheeled it out of the cell and I was left standing there looking around at the so-called dangerous pieces of my dreadlocks all over the floor.   They had picked up the dreadlocks and some of the remnants but left strips of my copper wires, tattered hair wraps, broken beads and stones and even some of my old base locks scattered across the cell floor. 

           I sit with my knees crossed and my eyes closed and again put my mind somewhere other than in that room. 

    It was probably 30 min later before they interrupted my meditation to reinitiate the booking process.

I was strip searched booked and photographed by the same angry young woman who had just escalated that brutal violation of my human rights to a literal hate crime, in the form of police brutality.

After the strip search my undergarments were taken from  from me and i was forced to parade around the cold police station, as they finished booking me in and doing my mug shot, in only my thin tshirt and leggings, and unable to even cover or see the disaster they had left of my head.  I stood tall with my back straight and my chin held high. I didn't show a ounce of shame, or fear, or weekness, or self doubt. As though the entire nightmare hadn't just happened. I even cracked jokes and had to be told to stop smiling for my mugshot.  I stood there in  front of strangers dirty faced, half naked, cold,  my once beautiful and infamous locks now only short nappy locks mixed in to jagged bits of hair with little bald patches. 

"Occupation?" they asked

    "Im an artist, a model, I make you tube videos, and im the medicine woman for my tribe."

.. I finally returned to my cell with the so-called dangerous components still on the floor. I finally gathered them all up and flush them down the very dirty toilet in the corner of the cell. If I was going to be stuck in there for 2 days I wasn't going to stare at them the whole time. I cleared all the dangers remants myself and remove the constant reminders. I knew I needed a clear head and a strong mind and morning and moping and crying over my beautiful hair would only distract me and possibly cause me to react emotionally in the future instead of wisely. I couldn't afford any more loss of focus or Clarity in this dangerous situation and place. 

         I was held in the same small concrete cell for 48 hours straight a bright light stayed on 24/7 with no windows or sunlight. I was told the first day by the sergeant I would see a nurse, but that never happened.

        I was forced to remain in the same filthy clothes I was arrested in the entire 48 hours with the exception of my undergarments which were removed in the beginning during the strip search only return to me when I was released.    

       I was never given any soap or toiletries of any kind. I was only handed a crude rubber mat and two blankets and nothing else until they handed me my breakfast the next morning.

      I complained to the sergeant during booking that I had nothing to drink from and the sink was filthy as were my hands. So I removed the cardboard roll from the toilet paper and used it as a cup. He remarks not to waste the toilet paper because it's all I would get, to which I told him it was all still there rolled up nice and neatly I only needed a drinking cup. However I was still never offered an actual cup to put water in. I was even forced to use my milk box from The Breakfast the next day as my water cup for the majority of my stay.

      The day of the rest I've been working outside all day I was clearing a large fallen tree and some huge limbs from the yard. I broke them down using only a machete into smaller pieces and burned them off in a fire pit. I was still tuning that fire and even roasting food on it when I was arrested that day. So I was filthy covered in fire suit, yard debris, and a day's sweat. This doesn't bother me normally. However I was forced to stay in those filthy clothes for the entire 48 hours and never given any soap. I had to rinse my feet and hands and face in a small dirty sink with cold water, and dry them on my own blanket.

     48 hours later after my release I walked out of Clay County jail, holding a plastic grocery bag containing my sacred locks, my 100% dead cell phone(so I couldn't even call a ride to come get me), and my wallet. The wallet , the arresting officer had removed from my purse as I was arrested,but for some reason left my purse sitting there on the ground.  I did remember the officer asking if the purse was mine as I was being walked to the cop car. He was holding it in his hand and walking toward his police car, but I was being put in the other police car and missed it when he took my wallet out of my purse and left the purse behind. Also ,As terms of my release ,I was forced to have no contact with the "Mr.Ferguson" who had filed the false charges against me. 

So, the Police left my purse there , along with everything else I owned. An entire week later , I had to call the same police that had just assaulted me,and defiled my dignity,and spit me out the back of a jailhouse like a stray cat that had wondered into the wrong house, and have them escort me and stand by as I gather my belongings.

    When I was released, I didn't call that police escort right away, i instead went to a female friend's house. Finally able to shower and assess the damage I found 11 different bruises all over my body all photographed below, and all absolutely unnecessary. 

I realize that my head was covered in bald patches including one right next to my face where a dreadlocks had been ripped out of my scalp completely. Even short tubs of hair were they just chopped off entire dreadlocks with scissors ,leaving less than an inch of hair behind. Below ,I have before and after pictures and have photographed all the bruises. 

In the end , "Mr.Fergouson" stole over a thousand dollars worth of my belongings, and I was forced to stay in North Carolina for two months after the arrest. When he didn't show up to the court date the first time , the judge gave the case a continuance, in order to insure he was properly notified. When he didn't show up the second time , the case was finally thrown out. Mr.Ferguson of course didn't show up because the charges he placed on me were false. He never got charged with anything, not placing false charges , not stealing my belongings, nothing. 

 

Honey , Manuka? Gmo?Mgo? Australia? New Zealand? Heres a crazy bunch of info on honey!

 First Here are some interesting and rare facts about honey:

Honey never spoils: Archaeologists have discovered pots of honey in ancient Egyptian tombs that are still edible after thousands of years.

Bees visit over two million flowers to make one pound of honey: Bees are hardworking creatures that must visit a tremendous number of flowers to produce just one pound of honey.

Honey can have different flavors and colors depending on the flowers bees visit: The flavor and color of honey can vary depending on the type of flowers bees collect nectar from.

Honey is a natural humectant: Honey can attract and retain moisture, making it a great ingredient in skincare products.

Honey has antibacterial properties: Honey contains natural antibacterial compounds that can help prevent infections and promote healing.

Honey can be used to help heal wounds: Honey has been used for centuries to treat wounds and burns due to its antibacterial and anti-inflammatory properties.

Some types of honey have medicinal properties: Manuka honey, produced in New Zealand, has been shown to have antibacterial and anti-inflammatory properties that make it useful in treating various health conditions.

Honey can be used as a natural cough suppressant: Honey can soothe sore throats and suppress coughs, making it a popular home remedy for colds and flu.

Honeybees have been producing honey for over 150 million years: Honeybees have been producing honey for a very long time, and their efficient pollination helps to ensure biodiversity.

Honey can crystallize over time: While honey never spoils, it can crystallize over time. This is a natural process that does not affect the quality or safety of the honey

 Wow! Honey is truly a wonder or even "super" food that has been consumed for thousands of years by various cultures around the world. From the honey hunting tribe in India to the honey grading systems in New Zealand and Australia, there are countless fascinating stories and scientific studies that demonstrate the power and versatility of this sweet elixir.

Manuka flower 

But with great popularity comes great responsibility,

and there are some cautionary tales and myths surrounding honey consumption that are worth debunking.

For instance, You should always handle honey with care when heating it and avoid boiling it in a closed container, unless you're looking for an explosive kitchen experience.

Another cautionary tale is that some honey products are mixed with other substances and misrepresent their true contents on labels. This is a deceptive practice that can be harmful to consumers, so it's important to read labels carefully and buy honey from reputable sources.

Moreover, while honey is a natural sweetener that has numerous health benefits, consuming locally sourced honey can be even better for your health. Local honey is made from bees that have collected nectar from the flowers in your area, and it can help your body build up a tolerance to local pollen, reducing the severity of allergies.

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In fact, honey has been used for medicinal purposes for centuries, from treating wounds and sore throats to reducing inflammation and boosting immunity. And with its diverse range of culinary uses, honey can add a touch of sweetness and complexity to everything from tea to baked goods.

So, whether you're a fan of the honey hunting tribe in India or the honey grading systems in New Zealand and Australia, there's no denying the power and versatility of honey. But with great power comes great responsibility, so make sure to handle honey with care, read labels carefully, and opt for locally sourced honey whenever possible.

In the dense forests of the Indian subcontinent, there is a tribe known as the "honey hunting tribe." The tribe is made up of indigenous people who have been living in harmony with the natural environment for centuries. They have a unique way of life, which revolves around honey hunting and gathering.

The honey hunting tribe, also known as the Jharwa tribe, lives in the dense forests of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands in India. They are one of the last remaining tribes in the world that still relies heavily on honey as their primary source of sustenance.

The Jharwa tribe has developed a unique method of honey hunting, which involves climbing tall trees to reach beehives. They use traditional tools made of wood and bamboo to cut open the hives and collect honey. This method requires great skill, strength, and courage, and it has been passed down from generation to generation.

Honey is an essential part of the Jharwa tribe's diet, and they consume it in various forms. They eat honeycomb as a snack, mix honey with water to make a refreshing drink, and use it as a sweetener for various dishes. The tribe also uses honey for medicinal purposes, such as treating wounds and sore throats.

Despite their reliance on honey, the Jharwa tribe faces various challenges in their way of life. Deforestation, loss of habitat, and modernization have put their traditional lifestyle at risk. Many of their young people are leaving the forests in search of modern jobs and education, and the tribe's population is declining rapidly.

Efforts are being made to preserve the Jharwa tribe's unique way of life and protect their environment. Non-governmental organizations are working with the tribe to promote sustainable honey harvesting and protect their habitat from further destruction. These efforts not only help preserve the tribe's way of life but also ensure the survival of a critical part of India's cultural heritage...

Microbiome and Keto Benefits.

Microbiome and Keto Benefits.

Hello and welcome to my blog post about the importance of the microbiome and the keto diet! I'm blue your friendly neighborhood hippy girl, here to share some fascinating information with you. And, of course, I'll be sure to throw in some jokes to keep things light and entertaining. So, let's get started!

First, let's talk about the microbiome. This is the collection of trillions of microorganisms that live in and on your body. These tiny critters play a crucial role in everything from digestion to immune function to mental health. In fact, the microbiome is so important that some scientists refer to it as a "second brain."

Now, onto the keto diet. This is a high-fat, low-carb diet that has become increasingly popular in recent years. The idea is to force your body to switch from burning glucose (sugar) for energy to burning ketones (fat). Proponents of the diet claim that it can help with weight loss, improve mental clarity, and even reduce the risk of certain diseases.

So, what's the connection between the microbiome and the keto diet? Well, it turns out that the microbiome plays a crucial role in how your body responds to different types of food. Some studies have suggested that a high-fat diet (like the keto diet) can actually change the composition of the microbiome, leading to a decrease in harmful bacteria and an increase in beneficial bacteria.

But don't take my word for it - let's hear from a real expert. Dr. Andrew Huberman is a neuroscientist and professor at Stanford University who has conducted extensive research on the microbiome and the keto diet. He explains that "the microbiome is really important in terms of processing and metabolizing fats," and that the keto diet can help support the growth of beneficial bacteria in the gut.

Now, I promised you some jokes, so here they are:

Why did the microbiome cross the road? To get to the other biome!

What do you call a microbiome that's always happy? A pro-biome!

Did you hear about the microbiome that went on a keto diet? It lost a lot of weight, but it was still gut-busted!

Why did the microbiome refuse to eat carbs? It was on a low-bacteria diet!

How does a microbiome like its coffee? With a lot of cream and sugar-free sweetener!

What do you call a microbiome that's feeling a little sluggish? A pro-biotic!

I hope those jokes brought a smile to your face. Now, let's get serious again for a moment. The microbiome is a fascinating and complex part of our bodies, and it's still not fully understood by scientists. However, we do know that it plays a crucial role in our overall health and well-being. So, whether you're following a keto diet or not, it's important to take care of your microbiome by eating a healthy, balanced diet and avoiding things that can disrupt its delicate balance, like antibiotics and excessive alcohol consumption.

In conclusion, the microbiome and the keto diet are both fascinating topics that are worth exploring further. If you're interested in learning more, I highly recommend checking out Dr. Andrew Huberman's work - he's a brilliant scientist and a great communicator. And remember, taking care of your microbiome is a key part of taking care of yourself, so don't neglect it!

Camping by Tolona falls Elijay Georgia

 

Brilliance of Terence McKenna intellectual embodiment of psychedelic counterculture!

                       He was the intellectual embodiment of psychedelic counterculture and was one of the precursors of the theory on natural visionary plants such as psychedelic mushrooms, ayahuasca and DMT, which led to the exploration of altered states of consciousness that opened the way to new dimensions of tremendous power and beauty.

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                Reject athourity  trust yourself
 

                  Choosing your fate

Do you condition yourself from the lie of history

            

Opening the doors of creativity

Terence McKenna (1946-2000), born in the United States, was a veritable polymath, ethnobotanist, philosopher, public speaker, writer and historian, but also a lecturer and butterfly collector. His degree course at the University of California, Berkeley, included ecology, the conservation of natural resources and shamanism, beliefs that were a crucial influence in his formulation of his theories.

He was the intellectual embodiment of psychedelic counterculture and was one of the precursors of the theory on natural visionary plants such as psychedelic mushrooms, ayahuasca and DMT, which led to the exploration of altered states of consciousness that opened the way to new dimensions of tremendous power and beauty.

McKenna was also involved in the early days of the rave scene. He gave numerous talks and published several books, among them Food of the Gods: The Search for the Original Tree of Knowledge – A Radical History of Plants, Drugs, and Human Evolution (1992), The Archaic Revival: Speculations on Psychedelic Mushrooms, the Amazon, Virtual Reality, UFOs, Evolution, Shamanism, the Rebirth of the Goddess, and the End of History (1992) and Chaos, Creativity, and Cosmic Consciousness (1992).

Nutmeg Magic?

Nutmeg,yes , the wonderful medical fruit that was once worth its weight in gold,.    A cure all thought to ward off the black plague or an aphrodisiac meant to keep your lover at your side...

   I once had a friend of mine asked me how Nutmeg was beneficial 2 people with diabetes . I studied all the notes I had made And asked finally my fav of my mentors.. but all my hero In organic medicine, botanical chemistry said to me was magic .Magic? ... Magic Is no answer At least no answer that I want to give To someone seeking me out for actual information .I suppose that I am too practical And too much of a realist 2 hand down A nonsense answer like "magic?" I decided I could only really give an answer if I'm sure its accurate... and even though I see it for myself that the effects and results are real ... Can i just answer someone , saying magic and expect to keep a straight face. Now in 2021 I can say yes  .There is a certain something.... That is a part of medicine ..To treat the disease ..They treat the malfunction Instead of the patient ...In that respect all of the individuals who are the patient dont care for themselves but instead care for the disease..... Be care for the bad guy? And leave the good guy just hoping he's alright? ... .I had no choice, life as it is ,But to become the patient myself.. as most healers do ... Or medicine woman do ... Or botanical chemists or scientists do.. After my research has progressed .. years ... I am confident in saying there's a language between the human body and the nutmeg seed because of its hallucinogenic properties and natural antidepressant properties, It is as magical as it is In all the stories and folklore,.... 

In Indian medicine

Frequent references in the Vedas to nutmeg indicate that the ancient Hindus knew of the spice from early times. They described it as warmth-producing, stimulating, and good for digestion and also used it in their medicinal preparations. Martius said that Hindu physicians prescribed it for headache, nerve fevers, cold fevers, foul breath, and intestinal weakness.

..Shulgin, responsible for "Concerning the pharmacology of nutmeg". Mind, October,   has said, "the inability to assign to a single component of nutmeg the role of being the toxic factor makes a discussion of the mode of action, by definition, totally theoretical". .. ....    so ......magic?

        

 The nutmeg seed , tucked away in a fruit,grows a entire tree. This seed becomes a Symphony of Nature . This seed grows a great Body that is standing still And cannot speak for itself , cannot invite you to enjoy its hidden...nutrients.. vitamins and knowledge . 

The actual nutmeg we use as our American holiday spice Is only the tip of the iceberg. .. as with (( "almost" )) everything I urge you to do your own research and possibly your own Hands-On experimenting but first if you're going to try out not make for yourself drop by erowid.com and look at some of the experience files for yourself...

https://www.erowid.org/plants/nutmeg/

. However this happens to be my favorite as he gives a great recipe and he's kind of funny too...  

https://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=17568....