I am not going to say this is a miracle, the near-miraculous thing that is happening tonight. The woman involved is the closest person I know to a miracle worker, but mostly I think it’s more her extremely open and talented mind, and her willingness to create a little magic here and there.
Mom has a friend, R., who has always been an archetypal Renaissance woman; she keeps a beautiful garden and landscapes a large lot of land about 40 minutes’ drive from here. Everything she touches turns to gold. She makes her own stone walls, fosters a peach tree so overloaded that the branches must be supported from the ground; she keeps bees, and bakes anything in the imagination, including artisan breads which, (rumor has it), are absolutely scrumptious; she can converse on any level with almost anyone who crosses her path. She is an amazing friend to my mom, and I know that long periods of time can pass, after which they meet and practically resume the conversation where they left it. Or so it feels.
One product that comes from R.’s kitchen is a plantain salve for itchy sores.
Not plantain the woody banana, but plantain, a small broad-leafed weed that grows everywhere in Maine. R. uses the essence of this plant, along with extra extra virgin olive oil, and bee’s wax, to make a waxy solid similar in texture to a certain chapped lip balm that comes in a stick. Rub it on the sore or itchy spot, and watch the magic happen.
I’m not just talking; I am using this salve right now, and watching the sores all over my body heal as we speak. And to show that I am not crazy, I took pictures two hours ago, and I’ll take some now, to show the difference. I swear I’m not hallucinating, although I haven’t had any sleep. (Anyone who has been reading this blog for a while knows that I dreamed up some strange hallucinations, due to sleep deprivation .) Wait until you see the pictures!
Quite a difference, isn’t it? I started getting this kind of ulcer when I was 18. Back then, I thought nothing of needing 6 months to heal one of these. I wish I had R.’s plantain salve then!
These photos are fuzzy, because I tremble a little, but I think you can see the distinction.
I’ve been lucky enough to have received some medical miracles in my day — my heart surgery, my participation in that cardiac research study, and the very epiphany that I experienced shortly before I started this blog are just a few. So what else can I say, except Hooray, and Yay, and Hallelujah!