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White Lotus Aromatics Newsletter - Douglas Fir, July 25, 2001 |
NewsNeNwsNNewsletter Archive ewslDouglas FirKeep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come. - Chinese proverb We have nothing to fear and a great deal to learn from trees, that vigorous and pacific tribe which without stint produces strengthening essences for us, soothing balms, and in whose gracious company we spend so many cool, silent and intimate hours. - Marcel Proust, Pleasures and Regrets, 1896 Douglas Fir Tree Description: Images of Douglas Fir Ethnobotanical Uses Although the enthnobotanical section does not shed direct light on the uses of the essential oil, it does give us an insight into the cultural uses of the plant in various parts of the world. It is important to remember that the people who actually used the plants in different dimensions of their lives, often had an inner appreciation and respect for them(the plants) which is difficult to capture in words. Plants were often seen as living entities endowed with s special type of consciousness that humans needed to attune themselves too in order to understand the many aesthetic and practical virtues concealed within them. Indeed the whole world in which the plants lived was seen as a vibrant energy field that needed to be understood so that a true balance in give and take could be maintained. Ethnobotanical observations often only describe the uses of the plants but may not illuminate the inner feelings of the people using them. I think amongst many ancient cultures the divisions between inner and outer worlds were less defined and that it was very natural for such people to love, appreciate and revere all forms of life as expressions of a Perfect Essence which was the source for life of all. That resonating feeling of the kinship with all life forms was in itself one of the most precious parts of the healing process. It may have been that those who had the esteemed position of the community medicine man or woman, healer etc, were those who had the most refined vision of this relationship and could clearly receive the messages sent to them from the plants as to how they were to be used. Such people also may have had a unique type of vision which allowed them to understand the real underlying cause of the "dis-ease" afflicting those coming to them for healing. Sitting in that place of understanding of the natural world and compassion for the humans dwelling therein, they were able to see how one could be taken from one to help the other and visa versa. So when looking at ethnobotanical information, certainly a valuable contribution from the modern world, it would be valuable to connect ourselves to the people themselves and realize that their is an inner perspective which gives an added dimension of beauty to utilitarian uses.) Edible Uses Douglas Fir/Pseudotsuga menziesii Essential(EcoCert Organic) France Simple GC of Organic Douglas Fir Essential Oil alpha pinene 10.40% The following selection from the writings of John Muir contains an incredible
depiction of his experience of "riding" a Douglas Fir(He names it as Douglas
Spruce but it refers to the same plant) during a storm. It is rather long but
a complete delight to read. This excerpt also contains in the last paragraph
a beautiful description of fragrance in the forest. In its widest sweeps my tree-top described an arc of from twenty to thirty degrees, but I felt sure of its elastic temper, having seen others of the same species still more severely tried--bent almost to the ground indeed, in heavy snows--without breaking a fiber. I was therefore safe, and free to take the wind into my pulses and enjoy the excited forest from my superb outlook. The view from here must be extremely beautiful in any weather. Now my eye roved over the piny hills and dales as over fields of waving grain, and felt the light running in ripples and broad swelling undulations across the valleys from ridge to ridge, as the shining foliage was stirred by corresponding waves of air. Oftentimes these waves of reflected light would break up suddenly into a kind of beaten foam, and again, after chasing one another in regular order, they would seem to bend forward in concentric curves, and disappear on some hillside, like sea-waves on a shelving shore. The quantity of light reflected from the bent needles was so great as to make whole groves appear as if covered with snow, while the black shadows beneath the trees greatly enhanced the effect of the silvery splendor. Excepting only the shadows there was nothing somber in all this wild sea of pines. On the contrary, notwithstanding this was the winter season, the colors were remarkably beautiful. The shafts of the pine and libocedrus were brown and purple, and most of the foliage was well tinged with yellow; the laurel groves, with the pale undersides of their leaves turned upward, made masses of gray; and then there was many a dash of chocolate color from clumps of manzanita, and jet of vivid crimson from the bark of the madro–os, while the ground on the hillsides, appearing here and there through openings between the groves, displayed masses of pale purple and brown. The sounds of the storm corresponded gloriously with this wild exuberance of light and motion. The profound bass of the naked branches and boles booming like waterfalls; the quick, tense vibrations of the pine-needles, now rising to a shrill, whistling hiss, now falling to a silky murmur; the rustling of laurel groves in the dells, and the keen metallic click of leaf on leaf--all this was heard in easy analysis when the attention was calmly bent. The varied gestures of the multitude were seen to fine advantage, so that one could recognize the different species at a distance of several miles by this means alone, as well as by their forms and colors, and the way they reflected the light. All seemed strong and comfortable, as if really enjoying the storm, while responding to its most enthusiastic greetings. We hear much nowadays concerning the universal struggle for existence, but no struggle in the common meaning of the word was manifest here; no recognition of danger by any tree; no deprecation; but rather an invincible gladness as remote from exultation as from fear. I kept my lofty perch for hours, frequently closing my eyes to enjoy the music
by itself, or to feast quietly on the delicious fragrance that was streaming
past. The fragrance of the woods was less marked than that produced during warm
rain, when so many balsamic buds and leaves are steeped like tea; but, from
the chafing of resiny branches against each other, and the incessant attrition
of myriads of needles, the gale was spiced to a very tonic degree. And besides
the fragrance from these local sources there were traces of scents brought from
afar. For this wind came first from the sea, rubbing against its fresh, briny
waves, then distilled through the redwoods, threading rich ferny gulches, and
spreading itself in broad undulating currents overmany a flower-enameled ridge
of the coast mountains, then across the golden plains, up the purple foot-hills,
and into these piny woods with the varied incense gathered by the way."-John
Muir
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