a personal story about herbalism
Below is a video I recorded about how I got here. How did I become an herbalist? What self-doubts + fears did I overcome? Check it out in the video. If you’re more of a reader, I wrote some words after the video since I enjoy writing.
I remember the day I saw the sign ‘Masters in Herbalism’. I knew at that moment that everything I went to school for + wanted out of life was in that message.
When people asked me why I was studying Accounting + Business, I said, “I want to learn how to run a business so one day when I run my own business I know the foundation.”
The sign, ‘Master in Herbalism’ was the first time I knew what my business would entail. I couldn’t imagine doing anything other than working with plants + people. I was made for this.
All the years of being a peer counselor for those who dealt with Domestic Violence + divorced parents. This is what my elders at the time saw in me when they offered me the position. “The wisdom well beyond my years” that so many would say to me when I was younger.
However as most journeys in life, sometimes we have to travel far and outside of our nature to return to where we belong. This brings an appreciation for what we are to become and an insatiable drive that demands that we live out our destiny. I began every day dreaming, exposing myself to plants, and figuring out ways I could make this destiny a reality.
Today I stand before you, metaphorically speaking, as the reality of my dream. I give gratitude to every moment that brought me to this point.
The strength, resistance to societal norms, fortitude to follow my destiny + all the suffering. All wrapped up in me to serve you because I get it. I know what it’s like to want to be your true self when the world wants something different, I know what it’s like to be fucking angry + not sure why. I know what it’s like to be an empath + want to hide.
The herbs are my saving grace.