Finally ~ The First Lesson Plan Is Here!

Thank you for your patience in waiting for my lesson plans. Here is the first:

Lesson Plan No. 1 – January 2013: Trees, Trees — A Winter Wander

As I mention in the Lesson Plan, this first one reflects the musing time of year that is winter after the holidays. It’s a collection of inspirations, rather than a plot-a-course-of-action plan.

Lesson plans are posted in the second half of the month. Please feel free to comment and to ask questions. What you say will influence future blog posts and lesson plans here!

And please feel free to share your adventures with the Lesson Plan in the comments, either here or under the Lesson Plan itself.

May you have fun experiencing the magic of the trees with your children!

Winter Magic: Ice And Fire

Our theme for the first two sessions in our new year is Winter Magic, with a focus on Trees (to be shared next time). Winter Magic indeed greeted us when we met Wednesday morning! Ice and frost everywhere. We had fun exploring the patterns in the ice, and stomping on those frozen puddles and discover what happened. I was amazed by the beautiful curves in the ice in some puddles, as wells as triangles and polygons in others.

Beautiful curves and even some tiny circles in the ice - photo by Jane

I found myself inspired to create some nature art:

Ice art - Photo by Jane Valencia

We had an amazing wander, looking at and photographing (one child had brought a camera, and I made mine available as well) the incredible transformation of the plants and our landscape by ice.

At the Primitive Village — a shelter and fire circle created and tended by another children’s nature program several years before, and which we now tend — we built and tended a fire. Fire is certainly winter magic — as well as a survival skill, and of course, far more. In our program we teach respect for fire making and fire tending. Next week we will review again fire safety, and the need for calm conduct around the fire (playfulness can take place at a certain distance beyond the cleared area that surrounds the fire circle), as we will be joined by the 3-6 year olds of the Heartstone Children’s program.

Fire too, I discover again and again, mirrors our unity–our “oneness of mind”, or lack thereof! Many times I find myself turning to the fire when discord erupts around our fire circle. I almost always catch a seed of wisdom within what is happening, or not, with the flames. At the very least, I can call to the kids and myself to just take a moment to take a few breaths and focus on our fire, or even on the stones of our fire circle (as when the fire is smouldering, or just not catching). Those moments of stillness can bring new insight, or shift the energy, or just give a little space to what was “sparking” previously.

So many lessons involved with mindful fire! If you are interested in sharing firemaking with children, I encourage you to read the section in Tom Brown’s Field Guide To Nature And Survival For Children for guidance on fire safety.


As for the profound aspects of Fire, I invite you to just experience the fire, as you know doubt have done many, many times. Is the Fire mirroring the spirit and emotions of those around you in some way, and of yourself?

I will write more about sharing Fire and fire making with children, and ideas for exploring the magic of Trees in future posts! In the meantime, be sure to explore the magic of winter and ice with a child in your life! All you need is your own sense of wonder and curiosity!

Thunderbird Takes Wing

During the past few days we’ve experienced rain and wind. Storms have arrived, not just our usual Pacific Northwest rainy weather. Today at Wise Child Learning and with the Heartstone Children’s Program, we told stories of about our experiences in storms, with Rachel, one of the Heartstone instructors, and myself talking about an incredible windstorm that took place here about six years ago — before most of these kids were even born!

A friend of mine had had this experience with that windstorm. At the time she and her family lived in a yurt. As she went outside in the middle of the night, she noticed something of which her brain couldn’t make sense at first. The ground was heaving up and down around a tree. Then she realized. The tree was uprooting, blowing back and forth. She ran inside to wake her family. A tremendous snap, crash and boom followed. The tree missed hitting the yurt by about a foot. Nearby another tree fell, but though it crashed onto the goat pen, the log round supports sheltered the goats, and the tree ended up being like a roof for the goat pen!

Well, our sporadic winds of the past few days and nights haven’t matched that night of the windstorm by a long shot. But we are reminded that Thunderbird — who came into being, they say, by the North Wind and the South Winds crashing together — is on the wing. It is said that Thunderbird follows the ocean winds. The kids and I played in puddles today and mimicked Thunderbird, flying in from the ocean, clouds pouring rain in our wake to travel over the mountains and let loose rain (or snow). On the other side of the mountains, the clouds thin, and less rain falls, and so the eastern side of the mountains is said to be in rainshadow.

Native wisdom says to stay inside the plankhouses until Thunderbird has passed by. We took note of this wisdom and stayed out of the forest today!

What does your native lore tell about the storms and weather in your area? After learning about Thunderbird with its curved beak, curled horns, lightning in its wings and thunder clapping from its wing beat I can now clearly envision and even see this being in the sky.

Who or what do you see in the storm clouds, in the wind and the rain and the snow? If you are sharing nature with children, see if you can discover some native tales about the weather you experience. You might find that what you uncover can help you explain characteristics of your bioregion, just as Thunderbird flying in with the ocean winds helps to reveal the characteristics of lush forest on the western slopes and rainshadow on the eastern.

In our shared curriculum with Heartstone inspired by the Thanksgiving Address of the Haudenosaunee, we are this moon honoring Weather. If the Thanksgiving Address inspires you I invite you to read a blog post I wrote a few years ago in honor of this time of year, taking note in particular of the Thanksgiving Address: The Secret Of Thanksgiving. I encourage you to create your own “Thanksgiving Address” with your children. In your own words, give thanks to the land, creatures, nature and spirit around you, including as much diversity as feels right to you. It’s a beautiful practice!

Thunderbird And Orca


Calendula, Calendula …!

Awhile back, after I told a story and we explored movement as if we were Calendula following the sun, the Wise Child kids and the older kids (age 6) from the Heartstone children’s program collected Calendula flowers into a pair of jars. We poured olive oil over the flowers, added a few more, and then closed up the jars. At the same time, we gathered some Calendula seed and started our own plants, something of an experiment as it is fall. Still, as we found, Calendula sprouts readily and is eager to grow, no matter what time of year if given a little warmth, water, and sun.

Calendula Oil and Planting Seeds
Calendula Seed Planting

I then went on to put the jars of calendula in oil in the windows of my passive solar bermed home. Despite the fact that it was fall in the Pacific Northwest (thus, lots of cloudy days), we got enough sun to make some fabulous infused oil. Yes, I stirred the jars most days, and wiped out the moisture from inside the lids to prevent spoilage.

Last week we made a healing salve with our Calendula oil. The kids had a great time squeezing all the oil from the cheesecloth we used to strain the oil. Then we melted the beeswax (the kids took turns stirring it) and added the oil plus some drops of lavender essential oil. All this we poured into 2 oz containers. The kids then had fun putting on labels I’d made for the underside of the container (detailing the salve ingredients) and making labels of their own.

[I intend to create a full lesson plan on Calendula at some point, including details for making the oil and salve, as well as the story I told. Please comment if I don’t get to this quickly enough!]

The kids were engrossed in this project from start to finish! And I’ve heard from parents how their child has been using their salve for various bumps and cuts. Yay–not for the bumps and bangs, but that the kids are reaching for the salve. I think making one’s own herbal medicine is very empowering for kids!

Here are a couple of photos from other Wise Child adventures:

Evening Primrose in an improvised pot

One day,the kids and I gathered a few “volunteers” (Evening Primrose and Calendula that had clearly self-sown) from the herb garden to take home. We improvised pots from Mullein leaves, with soil from the garden.

Plants in Mullein leaf pots

Finally, here is a photo of our music session in the forest, when we drummed with corn- and other stalks (found on the farm), improvising rhythms, and providing rhythm for such songs as “Land Of The Silver Birch” and “The Canoe Song” (which make for a fun medley)

Nature Drumming

So much fun!

Gravestone Rubbings

Early last week our newly formed homeschool group headed out to the local cemetery to create gravestone rubbings in honor of this threshold time of year and the upcoming Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead.

It’s been pouring rain, so I wasn’t sure how long we’d want to be out there. Some of the kids are comfortable in any kind of Pacific Northwest weather (it seems to me!), and some are not. Amazingly we all found ourselves captivated by our activity–exploring the cemetery and making rubbings of the gravestones, using crayons on Rite-in-the-Rain paper (waterproof paper!).

Rowan (Mountain Ash) berries on a gravestone
A child makes a gravestone rubbing
A sweet offering at one gravestone -- a stone that says LOVE
Gravestone rubbings with beeswax block crayons

So why did we choose this activity? Isn’t the idea of doing gravestone rubbings kinda … morbid? Perhaps disrespectful?

Years ago our family began doing gravestone rubbings when celebrating the earth festivals with other families. Here, at the time when many traditions say the veil between the worlds and between the living and the dead are thin, and when (as in Day of the Dead) the ancestors, and our loved ones who are passed are celebrated, honored, spoken to, it feels right (to me) to do something like this with children. My experience is that they love it, and that they are fascinated by this very tangible expression of time, and people who have lived and died before they were born, or died more recently. We didn’t find gravestones marking anyone we knew, yet we all felt the connection. I suppose because these were people who lived in and died on our island, in our community.

And the leaves falling from the trees, and the gray clouds thick, and the mist in the air. This deep autumn nature speaks to me of change, time’s passage. It signals to me to look at death, and to remember those who have passed on, the gifts of my ancestors. We told stories in the cemetery, and we wondered at the people who are remembered here.

Some of the children made rubbings of the designs on the stones–birds, roses, a violin. Of images that meant something to them personally, or of names the same as their own. We ended up with some lovely layerings of such things.

One way that children can meet with the truth of death, of passage in a way that is gentle yet filled with mystery is indeed to visit a cemetery, whether you know anyone there or not. Exploring the gravestones, searching for the oldest you can find, or the oldest lived person, or the youngest (always sad), or … there are as many ways to venture into something like this as there are people on the earth.