The Caribbean holds a rich tradition of using the plants growing around us as part of everyday care and wellness. For me, one of those traditions was the bush bath. Growing up on St. Thomas, my dad taught me that a bush bath wasn't only about getting clean. It was one of the simple ways our elders used what was available from the earth to care for the body and restore a sense of well-being. At the time, it was simply something we did on a annual basis. As I've gotten older

Begin Again regardless of the time or season.

There is an old Zen story worth reading. A farmer's only horse ran away. The village in concern "Such terrible luck!" The farmer simply replied: "Is that so?" Days later, the horse returned and brought a whole herd of wild horses with it. "What incredible fortune!" the neighbors cheered. The farmer said the same: "Is that so?" His son began training the wild horses. He was thrown, and broke his leg. "How awful," the village mourned. The farmer replied, "Is that so?" Then war