Trekking into the heart of one of the last intact temperate ancient rainforest watersheds on Earth
This is a call to rally allies and a call for help in my mission to bear witness to and take pictures in the heart of the Ada'itsx (aka Fairy Creek) Rainforest to protect it for future generations
Hello everyone!
First of all, to those of you that are paid subscribers to my newsletter, I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for continuing to make it possible for me to do this work! Without your generous donations, I would not be able to devote time to research, seed saving, refugia and community food forest designs as well as protecting endangered forest habitats.
This summer I am planning to hike into the heart of one of the last few intact old growth (primary) ancient temperate rainforest watersheds on the west coast of Turtle Island to bear witness and capture images of the ancient beings that dwell there (so that what ever happens, future generations do not forget that beings of immense grandeur, wisdom, magnanimity, beauty and grace once covered the face of the land now called “BC, Canada”).
I have decided to put several projects on hold locally, I have reached out to Pacheedaht First Nation elders for their blessing in entering the sacred Ada'itsx (aka Fairy Creek) Rainforest watershed (and having received their blessing) I am now in the planning stages for an expedition in August when I will trek into the heart of the Fairy Creek valley to witness the ancient beings that dwell there and to capture images to raise awareness for the importance of protecting rare habitat such as Fairy Creek.
I am posting this to reach out to all of you that subscribe to this newsletter in asking for your help with the following:
1. To ask if any of you that live on the Island (Vancouver Island) or out west nearby know of someone you trust that has experience trekking in that valley in particular that would be interested in being hired as a guide.
2. I am reaching out to those of you that can spare a few fiat currency notes to help me cover expenses for the trip to please become a paid subscriber to this newsletter (or to donate via a one time donation via my website) to help me make the trip possible.
3. Issuing a call to please help me get the word out into your circles via sharing this post far and wide.
For some background on what I am talking about and for those that are not aware of what is at stake here:
The Fairy Creek watershed is an extremely rare forest habitat (that by some miracle had escaped the ravenous gluttony of the corporate logging industry which has decimated over 97% of the primary old growth on the Island, up until 2020).
This brief video below offers some perspective on what is at stake.
A short overview for those that missed witnessing the events at Fairy Creek from 2020-2025:
In August of 2020, land defenders and a Pacheedaht Elder, Bill Jones, caught word that Teal Jones would begin building roads and logging ancient forests in the pristine Ada’itsx Fairy Creek watershed in a remote part of southwest Vancouver Island, where some trees are up to a thousand years old. Galvanized by the dire threats these endangered ecosystems face, activists began the Ada’itsx Fairy Creek Blockades, calling themselves the Rainforest Flying Squad.
Indigenous Peoples have stewarded ancient forests since time immemorial; their culture, language, and identity are inextricably bound to these ancient giants. As Elder Bill Jones told the Watershed Sentinel, “The fact that they’re the last of the old growth – all the last of our spiritual freedom that we have in this world.”
The forest protectors held the line for over a year, in what became the largest civil disobedience movement in Canadian history.
Fairy Creek land defenders continued, for months at a time (in harsh weather, being beaten, mased and harassed by thugs with badges) to hold off logging operations that would finish off these ancient trees that predate colonialism, statism and capitalism.
After many arrests of brave forest protectors, after many murdered ancient elders (some over 900 years old) and after much police brutality (with RCMP acting as corporate mercenaries) they finally got a judge to do an injunction (an order to temporarily stop the logging of the last ancient trees on Vancouver island) putting the profiteering on hold.
Our government in Canada is always saying how "green" and "sustainable" they are, meanwhile, that same government simultaneously supports, subsidizes and profits from clearcut logging of primary forests and endangered old growth stands in Canada.
The forestry regime in Canada follows a fundamentally colonial model, in which forest lands are treated as terra nullius. The assumption is that nature is capital, a resource to be managed and extracted from for society’s perpetual economic benefit. This idea is implicit in Canada’s forestry policy and history, most notably in the policy of “sustained yield”. Sustained yield is based on the concept that old-growth forests are an asset to be converted into tree farm plantations, managed by ‘science’, to yield timber resources in perpetuity. It leads to forest management regimes that involve stripping forests bare, killing their many inhabitants (Ecocide), then replacing them with monocrop tree farms devoid of “competing” vegetation and unable to support the wildlife populations that once called those diverse habitats home. This intensive tree farming system, designed to maximize timber yield, removes the very biodiversity that makes the forests so rich in the first place.
Clearcut logging is also an exploitative activity that (in stark contrast to the propaganda you may hear on the TV or from ignorant and perhaps corrupt people like this lady) actually increases the risk of extreme forest fires.
The people shown above and below with militarized equipment, armed with the weapons of war and the tools for silencing and crushing dissent (paid for by our tax dollars) are the hired mercenaries of a corporate oligarchy that is hell bent on transforming the living world into dead products, for profit.
Do not allow their badges and reassuring uniforms to confuse you, make no mistake, these are the foot soldiers and enforcement arm in a corporate war on nature (paid for by Canadian Tax Dollars).
These police officers that are involved in facilitating the destruction of the last remaining ancient temperate rainforest stands are complicit in acts of ecocide. Some may say “they are just following orders” or “just trying to make a living” but it always comes down to a choice. They chose to show up for that assignment just as the police chose to show up in Ottawa to serve as the enforcement arm for Big Pharma and just as the bankers chose to comply with the edicts of our corrupt government and freeze people’s bank accounts for peacefully protesting. The same goes for those that show up in an attempt to facilitate the cutting down these last remaining sections of old growth rainforest in BC.
“The C-IRG: the resource extraction industry’s best ally” : https://briarpatchmagazine.com/articles/view/the-c-irg-the-resource-extraction-industrys-best-ally
The horrifying violence the C-IRG uses to remove forest defenders from places like Fairy Creek shows that they are nothing more than hired thugs for corporate extractive industries. Briarpatch investigators interviewed C-IRG commander John Brewer, confirming that he ordered officers to remove their name tags and police badges – making them nearly impossible to identify and hold accountable for their actions.
This same tactic was used in Ottawa when Canadian police from various regions decided they would follow orders to serve as the enforcement arm for Big Pharma.
Documents obtained by Wet’suwet’en land defenders through an access-to-information request, highlighted that over $18 million in public money has been spent between 2018 and 2021 to enforce Coastal GasLink’s injunction against the land defenders on Wet’suwet’en territory.
I explored the abhorrent abuses of the RCMP on the Wet’suwet’en people in this post.
When we let the governments we fund use our money to find the destruction of the last few old growth forests on Turtle Island, we become complicit in the starvation of future generations. Starvation of the soul first and foremost, leaving a landscape devoid of the ancient cathedrals that the Creator intended to provide nourishment and spiritual enrichment for our souls. Secondly through the crippling impacts on the ecology we depend on to nourish our bodies.
Most people do not realize how interconnected the forests and the salmon are, and it goes both ways.
When you have a healthy population of old growth trees inland producing copious amounts of leaves that decompose and then carry essential minerals through the streams, rivers and into the ocean to fertilize the plankton, shrimp and you get a healthy population of salmon.
Clearcut the old growth oak, hickory and maple forests for profit and out of arrogance/greed (as humans have here in Ontario and much of south-eastern Canada as well as in places like Ireland and England/Scotland) and the salmon populations collapse.
And then without the salmon carrying those ocean minerals far inland in their bones (being gifted to the forests by the bears and eagles that drag them out of the river and deposit them to enrich the soil) the trees are not capable of reaching the same height, size and age anymore. The few forests that are left and those “parks” that plant trees, grow pathetic shrunken versions of their glorious ancestors, and generations of humans suffer from the shifting baseline syndrome (never getting to know what a true forest is, looking at their dwarf human-made (salmon nourishment deprived) mini-forests as though those are the real deal).
This distorts human minds and starves human souls of the nourishment the Creator intended for us.
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There is an old Japanese proverb that states
‘ If you want to catch a fish, plant a tree’
Well, considering what we know about how salmon bones and flesh enrich forest health, it may also be true to say:
Salmon are keystone species in Building ancient and resilient Forests. Rich in nitrogen/phosphorus/calcium from the sea, the rotting salmon flesh fertilizes forest growth. Salmon promote forest health. Giant trees require nitrogen and minerals to grow massive canopies that shade the streams and absorb excessive rainfall.
Cutting down the ancient trees cripples the salmon habitat, resulting plummeting salmon runs. Plummeting salmon runs cripples the forest habitat inland from being able to reach its true potential any longer, and a negative feedback loop begins, leading to a potential future with weak, forest fire prone forests, rivers devoid of fish and erratic weather.
This is 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝘆 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗰𝘂𝘁𝘀 and we are actively funding it with our tax dollars.
“Imagine a river so thick with salmon that the water itself seems to shimmer, the silver bodies of fish slicing through the current in a desperate, timeless migration. Eagles scream overhead, diving to snatch writhing bodies from the torrent. Bears stand knee-deep in the rush, tearing open bellies, scattering pink flesh across the banks. The forest drinks this feast—leaves stretching higher, trees growing thicker, roots sinking deeper. In death, the salmon become the forest, their ocean-born bodies dissolving into soil, nourishing the roots of cedar and spruce.
This was once the story of the Pacific Northwest. This was life—a system that knew its parts, that pulsed with a rhythm of birth, death, and rebirth. But that world is gone. Now, the rivers are silent. The silver rush has faded to a few struggling fish, battered against the concrete faces of dams, torn by turbines, poisoned by runoff. The eagles starve. The bears search in vain. The forest grows thin and weak.
The collapse of the salmon is not just an ecological tragedy—it is a message, written in the blood of a dying species. It is a reminder of something our civilization has forgotten: that life is a system of relationships, not a stockpile of resources. The salmon are not just fish. They are trees. They are eagles. They are soil. They are us.
But we, the self-proclaimed apex of life on Earth, do not see this. We see only objects, commodities, numbers on a balance sheet. And so we take without giving. We dam the rivers to light our cities, we clearcut the forests for paper and profit, we poison the waters for the convenience of chemicals and crops. And as the rivers die, as the forests wither, we tell ourselves that we are "developing" the world.
In our madness, we have forgotten a truth older than our cities, older than our religions, older than our species itself: A system cannot survive when it destroys its own foundations. The death of the salmon is the death of the rivers. The death of the rivers is the death of the forests. The death of the forests is the death of us all.”
- Justin McAffee (from A River Starves Through It: Salmon, Forests, and the Collapse of Life)
(For more on the connection between forests and salmon, read this.)
Clear-cut logging of old-growth hardwood forests here in Ontario, and in places like England, Scotland, Ireland, Japan and elsewhere has decimated the once bountiful salmon populations that nourished the peoples of those lands. Combine that with the extermination of all bears and the poisoning of eagles with DDT and other poisons from big AG and the mineral cycle from the ocean to this land has been severed (and now trees typically grow to less than half of their original size).
Clear-cut logging of old-growth hardwood forests on the West Coast also severely impacts salmon habitat by increasing water temperatures, sediment, and erosion, which harms fish health and reduce spawning success. Additionally, clearcutting practices alter stream flow and the structure of the environment, further impacting salmon populations. As the salmon run becomes crippled, the nutrient cycle that Creator intended to bring the ocean minerals inland to nourish the trees is severed, and the Douglas firs that once grew to be mighty thousand year old plus pillars of life, become no longer capable of achieving their true potential.
Unprotected old-growth forests are at risk all over B.C.. As stated above, less than two per cent of the province’s biggest, most ecologically important old-growth remains.
For the full story on the Fairy Creek protests, forest protectors and the nefarious behavior of the corporate mercenaries mentioned above with badges read this:
Death By A Thousand Clearcuts
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after nig…
Fast forward to 2025
The deferral that legally barred the logging corporations from clearcutting the last of the ancient intact watersheds of the temperate rainforest of the Pacific Northwest (at Fairy Creek) was set to expire, but thanks to First Nations land defenders and non-First nation forest defending allies standing their ground and raising awareness the government out west was forced to extend the deferral again (under public pressure which highlighted how hypocritical and psychotic it would have been for them to continue colonial pillaging and profit from destroying endangered forest habitat while claiming to be about “truth and reconciliation” and “sustainability”). The provincial government's announcement (two days ago) granted a logging deferral extension to Sept. 30, 2026.
Thus, this endeavor to protect the last of the ancient forest watersheds of the temperate rainforests of BC is not over, and the vultures of colonial industrial exploitation will be circling again in about a year from now.
I want to do what I can to shine a light on the importance of protecting this extremely rare primary temperate rainforest habitat and so I will be journeying hike into this forest and take pictures to share with all of you this summer.
My potential points of entry into the watershed are the two logging roads that attempted to breach the valley for clearcutting (but were blocked by courageous forest defenders) or to trek in from the bottom on the valley following the creek.
Map shown (potential access points circled and numbered in blue) below:
I am grateful I have permission from the First Nation land stewards of that region to enter the valley but I would also prefer to hire a guide. If you know someone that would be able to provide that service please email me at recipesforreciprocity@proton.me or comment below.
Driving up the logging roads to either point 1 or 2 would enable more swift access to the heart of the valley but it would require 4x4 vehicle access and experience.
Access point number 3 (hiking in along the creek) will be the more arduous and time consuming (as the valley bottom is a steep canyon/ravine in areas and the many fallen logs make for lots of climbing to gain a little bit of distance).
I am sure I can just use the topography and sound of the water to guide me, but being my first time in that valley it would take me longer to navigate the terrain than if I were to go in there with someone that knows the land. Any help in that regard would be greatly appreciated.
I`ll post an update once I get back and share some pics with you all.
I will be preparing for this expedition with much of my spare time in the month ahead so my posts on here may be minimal. Thank you in advance to all my subscribers for your patience and understanding in that regard. Your support allows me to continue doing what I do.
The Fairy Creek watershed is one of the last living memories of the living Planet Earth's expression of the beauty, diversity, wisdom, medicine for the spirit and biodiversity that arises in the form of an ancient temperate rainforest.
This place is one of the original Cathedrals designed by the Creator of all things, and is a place intended to hold ancient knowing, resilience and connect out ancient past, ancestors and the spirit of the land to the distant future and the 7th generation that comes after us.
As this sacred valley is still under threat by corporate profiteering and corrupt statist government complicity, I feel moved to drop what I am doing, stand up and speak for the trees to help our fellow human beings understand the importance of protecting this ecosystem scale Noa's Ark that is the Fairy Creek Watershed.
The ancient rooted beings of the forest need people like you to share this and speak up.
Thank you for your help in this endeavor.
An excerpt from “Our Green Heart: The Soul and Science of Forests” by Diana Beresford-Kroeger on Forest Bathing:
“Step into an ancient forest and go slowly. The experience will engulf you, body, mind and soul. The feeling is unique, down to the tingling in your fingertips. It's as if you've been compressed as a human being, telescoped into your own mortal coil, where the big and the small meet. Stand still. Stand tall. And feel the exchange of consciousness in this place, a lifeline of connection, beyond language.
All five senses are stimulated when you stand in a forest. The process of silent immersion increases the level of cortisol in the bloodstream, which in turn switches the senses into a state of high alertness. The initial strange- ness of the feeling is followed by the overwhelming sensation of being alive, of being surrounded by life. The combined effect is an energized calm, an inner stillness charged with meaning.
Focus on each sense in turn, starting with sight. Your visual cortex registers an ordered disorder in the branches overhead. Nature's masterpiece painted in green, a pas- toral passage to the sky, swamps every sightline.
Hearing comes into play, with the fragile sweep of leaves in the canopies. There are no echoes in this verdant palace; sounds are muted and absorbed, clotted by the suberin within the trees-a substance that is an attenuator, pulling sound out of the air. Suddenly, a songbird calls from the timber nave. The air holds all the notes in place, hoarding them like treasure, then releases them. After this song, the stillness returns, threaded with silence. Then slowly, slowly, the web of infrasound, or "silent" sound, with its long, loping waves, reaches you, perceived with the chest rather than the ears. You breathe deeply, clutch- ing it before it has gone.
As you begin to walk, smell rises with each footstep. It swirls up from the dark melanin in the skin of the forest floor. Breaking loose from their underground home, the odours pierce the air with the rich fruitiness of sweetened decay. The smell is so heavy you feel as though you could brush it with the tips of your fingers. It smells good enough to eat.
That's when tastes ride in on the forest air, lush with lactones, travelling the wet passages of the mouth and nose, crowding the epiglottis, pressing on oral glands to express digestive juices. You enjoy the full taste of the trees, before swallowing it whole, a forest tisane, broken down by stomach acids, that then travels throughout the body. There is a mix 'n' match in the bloodstream as the forest changes the biochemical action of the body.
You touch. Maybe you pick up a stick, leaf, nut or pine cone. Bacteria are exchanged in an instinctive greeting from the wild. Touch is the universal language of love, a silent bonding. You hold the pine cone or the walnut for a time, then slide it into your pocket, where later you will use it as a worry piece. Or a child is the one to touch, picking up such a treasure and adding it to their collection. Medicine that protects life is there, has always been there. The pressure of a child's fingers releases the ellagic acid from the husk of the walnut and early childhood cancer is held at bay.
Forest bathing has been a medical practice since ancient times. The great civilization of the Celts, which at its peak extended into the middle of Asia, had its own prescription for forest bathing codified in the Brehon laws, which provided the forest with more protection than any law does today. The Celts knew their primary pharmacopoeia was the forest. The Indigenous Peoples of North America maintain a sacred form of forest bathing through their Sweat Lodges, ceremonies of complexity where nature is revered. Indeed, practices of forest bathing can be found in almost all cultures across the world.
Today, the Japanese lead the way. One of the current centres of forest bathing, or shinrin-yoku, is Mount Kurama, north of Kyoto. On the mountain's verdant shoulders, the native forest exposes its extraordinary biodiversity for the population to enjoy. As soon as children can walk, they join the crowds walking in the forests, alongside their parents and grandparents, whose continued agility is a direct testament to the benefits of the practice.
The forest bath itself begins with a temperature-sensitive plume of aerosols, primarily released by trees. These medicinal molecules then travel the architectural airways of the forest. Though the heavier molecules originate higher up in the canopy, the lightweights sometimes begin as low as the forest floor, moving around the trunk with ease and up into the branches. Downward pressure from the atmosphere confines the more labile medicines, which then reflux into the arboreal cage of the tree again and again.
Aerosols are released from the trees in an anhydrous form, meaning they contain no water; they become hydrated by morning moisture, easing their entry into the human body as medicine. Many trees also produce an additional biochemical, a fixative that acts on the newly released medicinal aerosol, gluing it to the skin of the bather. (Think of the fixatives commonly used in the per- fume industry to make scents last longer.)
From a medical and biochemical point of view, something strange happens in this exchange between the trees and the human body. The forest vapour holds two forms of the same medicine; nobody yet knows why there are two.
Each of these forms is the exact image of the other, with one vital difference: as light passes through them, one form will rotate the beam to the right what an organic chemist calls dextrorotation and its twin form will rotate light to the left, a levorotation.
The human body is a finicky thing, and the levorotationary medicine turns out to be the optimal choice for healing. This left-handed molecule seems to fit the jigsaw patterns of the pathways of the human body in a more efficient manner. Much to the chagrin of the corporate pharmaceutical world, the levorotationary molecules are difficult and very expensive to manufacture in a laboratory. On the other hand, the trees of the global forest continue to supply these medicines into the atmosphere for free.
All trees take a somewhat similar form, that of a lollipop, a botanical architecture that enables the plant to act as an applicator for medicine. The trunk, or bole, extends the canopy up into the air, allowing for atmospheric exchange. The reason why most mature trees are so tall is that their business of gas exchange happens above and around the crown. In the botanical world, the longer, more refined boles are always found in virgin forests; such trees are the first to be cut down because their wood is free of knots and of high quality. On top of the bole, the canopy of leaves, flowers and fruit rests in the sun. Anchored in the ground by the roots, the bole can move under the pressure of the wind, and so can the canopy. Dispersal mechanisms vary across species, from free release from glands on leaves to specialized organs for sterile storage of the phytomedicines, but the movement caused by the wind generally creates enough torque on the body of the tree to release the aerosols.
Medicinal aerosols are manufactured in one part of the tree and then stored in the glands. Within a family of tree species, the glandular organs are all similar. For instance, a tree of eastern North America called the eastern white cedar, Thuja occidentalis, carries its glands at the tips of its fronds. They can be seen with the naked eye. The tiny gland is circular and is filled at midsummer with a yellow liquid. These are applicator fronds, developed to disperse the aerosol by touch and sometimes taste. The glands are also finely tuned to temperature. On a hot, sunny, humid day, the thujic acid they release into the air will regulate blood pressure, improving the circulation of all mammals.
Then there are the aerosols produced in the orange family, Rutaceae, that function on the same principal as a land mine. Under pressure, the fruit and flowers release the aromatic aerosols as small explosions. Again, these glands can easily be seen on the rough surface skin of an orange, looking like tiny balls embedded in the epidermis. The pressure of peeling sparks the explosions that coat the fingers with the essence of the fruit in colour and smell.
There is a great, and somewhat unexpected, advantage to taking medicines in these ways and the others that forest bathing bestows. It is dosage. The trees produce a bounty of medicines, but the body only picks up what it needs.
A small body will pick up a small amount of medicine from the forest atmosphere; a big person will receive a large amount. The collaboration results in a dosage precisely tailored to the last epithelial cell of the human body. It is the medicine you need and nothing more.
As our understanding of trees and their ecosystems grows, the specific benefits of forest bathing being uncovered are truly staggering. Because of forest bathing, there is increasing public interest in pines, perhaps because they are among the trees most easily identified. The Pinaceae family consists of around ninety-five species in the north- ern hemisphere, with many more varieties and hybrids. Pines are found everywhere from sea level to the timber- line, and they all produce a vast quota of aerosols, principally alpha and beta pinenes. Pinene aerosols are protector molecules for the human body, saviours for many people with a propensity for cancer and aids to anyone exposed to environmental pollutants.
The key to pinene aerosols is that they are fat-soluble, and prefer sebaceous oil, a fatty lubricant secreted by sebaceous glands and present on human skin and hair. Pinene, once it has landed on the body, dissolves in this oil, is absorbed and then races for the brain and all the wiring connected to it. Finally, it ends up in the bloodstream.
Dr. Qing Li, a professor at Nippon Medical School and a global expert on forest medicines, has conducted a series of clinical studies on the impact of pinene. Dr. Li found that when people are exposed to fresh aerosols released from pine trees, the influx of pinene begins a complex series of changes in blood proteins, especially around the neutrophils. These changes increase the production of T-cells, the agents of the immune system that attack foreign particles. A single fifteen-minute visit to a mature pine tree or forest is enough to cause this change. The T-cells remain on high alert for transgressors like cancer cells for around thirty days. The process can be repeated from mid-spring to full summer and on into the fall, until the trees go into their period of winter dormancy.
Human males have a friend in the forest in any member of the Taxodiaceae family, the redwoods. These evergreen species release a highly volatile aerosol called taxodione, which carries strong anti-tumour action for men, especially for the urogenital area. A morning coffee taken under the loving branches of a redwood will bear dividends for a healthy future. There is one caveat, though: the gentle- man should shed as much of his clothing as is legally permissible so his skin may receive this abundance directly. Following this arboreal bath, he should avoid showering for a day or two.
Another form of forest bathing is very important for anyone suffering from loneliness, anxiety or depression, particularly adolescents, whose metabolic rate is higher than adults'. The willow family, Salicaceae, with three hundred species spread across the northern hemisphere, offers a holistic treatment for depression. For North America, Salix nigra, the black willow, is best, and for Asia, S. babylonica, the weeping willow, is the prime tree. Look for such trees near running water, a stream or river.
A mature willow in full canopy produces a cascade of chemistry, aided by the presence of moist soil or running water. The full library of salicylates it releases, around thirty biochemicals, become more active aerobic medicines when hydrated. These chemicals include analgesics, anti-inflammatories, anti-rheumatics, antibiotics and anti- fungal agents, bound together by a chelating agent called salicylhydroxamic acid. A fixative called salicylaldehyde sticks the aerosols to the skin. This forest bathing exercise should last half an hour on a warm, sunny day, with the bather seated and lazing near the trees, which reduce blood plasma levels of transcortin. Again, bare as much skin as possible and allow the salicin aerosols to dry on the skin for twenty-four hours to obtain the full benefit.
Forest bathing is there for the animal kingdom also. When the family of monocotyledons-fresh green grass-is in full flux, either under the light of the moon or hydrated with dew, mammals, from horse to dog to groundhog, will roll back and forth on a patch of it, crushing the outer cuticle of the grass, spilling enough chlorophyll from the mesophyll tissue to stain the mammal's coat green. The chlorophyll disinfects and deodorizes the coat, restoring their fur to its fresh and gleaming state. Within the green, sense-awakening embrace of the forest is a collection of medicines tailored to every mammal on the planet. Though there is a growing trend in modern medicine to recognize human individuality, nature offers such recognition while asking for nothing more in return than time. Though we are not even close to fully under- standing them yet, these medicines are key to both the future of human health and its ancient past. What a gift.”
I love this more than I can say, Gavin! I can’t wait to hear all about it! 🌲🌲💚
I wonder how much logging like this could be related to Canada’s struggles with wildfires. If they’re planting black spruce when they take these down, as I heard was happening in other Canadian forests, that’s an extremely flammable species. Best of luck on your journey and with this endeavor!