Last week I had a whole day off so I went into the park to look for a staff. I first went into the field behind my house where there is a pile of brush the city hasn't cleared up yet. I immediately found a perfect staff. But I wanted a longer walk so I threw that one over the fence into my yard and kept looking.
There are some really beautiful paths in the park behind my house. As I went I asked the park for guidence. It has been responsive before. I went to a foot bridge I know well, looking at all the trees and brush along the way. There were two stands of cedar on either side of the entrance to the bridge. The first one was a wonderfull shelter. Once in the trees it was warmer and calm. The branches each had some potential but were living branches; not ideal. I looked over at the other clump and didn't find them inviting but I thought, better just look.
And there was my staff leaning against a trunk.
It was dead and perfectly straight.I cut off about two feet from each end
with a knife and sat under the bridge for an hour peeling and cleaning it up.
Communing with the stream. It has wonderful color stripes and worm paths in it. I have been reading about the healing properties of cedar. It is anti cancer and stimulating. A bit toxic for daily use but there are reports from old men who ate a tiny piece each day and enjoyed perfect health into old age. I ate a little piece myself. I think I can still feel it working in me and intend to go back for a bit more. It is also traditionally cleansing psychically and spiritually. I feel like I have a new friend. The first staff turned out perfect for another so YAY all around. ~a wyld womyn named Fjorgyn Verandi