Stephen Harrod Buhner, Sacred and Herbal Healing Beers
I am finally getting back to the grand experiment that began a little over two weeks ago. Based on exchanges I’ve already had, I know that a couple of you did have interesting reactions to the "tablespoon of honey, twice daily" routine, and I was hoping you’d be willing to revisit those here. I’m not expecting us to be terribly scientific with this. At this point, I’m largely just looking to see if I can collect anecdotal evidence that is similar to my own experiences.
For my part, as of today I’ve been dosing on Golden Blossom Honey pretty consistently for the better part of three weeks. I started shortly after I read the Buhner’s chapter on honey and other hive products because I thought it would amusing to mimic one of the clinical trials cited by the author. It was a couple of days before I started noticing anything besides a guaranteed twice-a-day treat for my sweet tooth. When I did... well, when I did, the effects were remarkable enough to try to get other folks to try this out.
After about three days, I started seeing changes. The first thing that I noticed was that I was sleeping much better. The insomnia that has been an intermittent plague since the "Time of Troubles" began became non-existent. Instead of feeling restless each night and fighting with myself to get out of bed in the morning, I would feel profoundly tired when it was time to go to sleep, and then wake up before my alarm, refreshed and ready to go.
Perhaps as a side effect of this, I started to feel more energized and focused. Instead of feeling my world was packed in cotton, I felt alive and aware. I’m not sure what I experienced was as strong as workswithwords’s sense that her mind had become like a "newly sharpened knife." My thoughts were clearer, however, and I was far less prone to distraction or those long moments of staring blankly at the screen.
The renewed energy had physical effects as well. I started noticing that I was moving more quickly, and in fact, moving with greater ease. It wasn’t painful to contemplate the two-mile walk to the T, or running back upstairs to fetch something I left behind. Now, I’m still horribly out of shape, but it hasn’t felt debilitating since the experiment began. I have been craving entirely different foods and it seems almost as if my diet is adjusting itself of its own accord. I can’t remember the last time I craved afternoon sweets.
I think the effect that took longest to notice was perhaps the most profound. I haven’t been seriously depressed or anxious since I started this. I will admit that I was a bit wigged out last night, but the nature of those feelings was different than what I’ve grown accustomed to. At the basest level, I know where the feelings came from. I knew the cause, and the feelings felt temporary and even healthy. Here was my psyche acknowledging that something was wrong without cowering, without finding a way to find blame in myself, without shutting me down. It was rather enlightening.
I don’t think that I’ve stumbled upon some sort of miracle cure, but I’ve been very happy with the results that I have seen. I’ve jokingly said that this may well be a reawakening of my inner herbalist. We’ll have to see.
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