14. Awakening Inner Radiance - Canada Goldenrod

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"We are stars wrapped in skin. The light you are seeking has always been within."  ~ Rumi

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Pen and pencil sketch of making the Canada Goldenrod essence.

August 9, 2013

FIELD NOTES:  Caribou Creek, Kootenai National Forest

Anxiety and frustration filled my drive from the Salish Mountain range to the Purcell Mountains. I had forgotten to gather water for my next essence at the last roadside spring, so self-doubt crept in, and negative self-talk scolded me for not taking care of the details. A bald-faced hornet flew into my car during a rest stop along a creek. When I got close to getting it out, another flew in, then another. They were everywhere! I drove with all the windows open, hoping the wind would rush through and carry the hornets away. Fortunately, it worked.

As I drove, I reflected on the water situation. My intuition led me to make an essence using Canada Goldenrod, but I needed fresh water. While I had filtered water from home for drinking, I preferred using local spring or well water to create essences. The bright golden color of the tall flowers lining the creeks and drainages of the Purcell Mountain Range was mesmerizing. I passed mile after mile of the mustard-colored flowers and grew desperate. If I continued on my current route, I would eventually reach the town of Yaak, where I could obtain crystal clear untreated well water at the campground. However, going to Yaak would consume a lot of precious daylight.