Anger that isn’t released becomes Rage. There are so very many physical conditions that are the result of anger bottled up that I cannot list them here.
There’s a simple rule of thumb. If you’re attracted to this topic, you most probably have pent up rage or someone you care about deeply, who influences you deeply has it.
These herbs have been my friends through the worst times of my life and I present them to you as I got to know them.
This is not a comprehensive list of all they are and do, just what I have been privileged to come to know of. They are living spirits and have different relationships with each person.
Datura Stramonium – Rage connected to Guilt
My article called – Deep Space Datura – is one of the most popular pages on this website. Datura is my favorite painkiller oil and I have a bottle always at hand for every physical pain and ache and soreness. It’s also a wonderful sleep inducer.
But one of its long term effects, ie., when you use it say twice or thrice over a few weeks, is the way it exhumes rage.
The rage exhumed by Datura is most often rage associated with guilt.
There’s a rage that’s the result of deep remorse we feel inside, remorse for something we felt pushed into doing, against our spirit, against our instinct.
There are small things that matter deeply to us. Calling someone to tell them something, a little habit we loved that meant a lot to us.
Our spirit can go into rage if for some reason, maybe something so small that we decided it wasn’t a priority but in fact it was.
Remorse at betrayal of oneself, is a rage extremely difficult to face because nine times out of ten, we built a personality, a life, a way of being, on that betrayal and exhuming it means demolishing this whole life we built and then rebuilding it all over again.
Sometimes we just don’t have the strength to even face such a project.
We’re so tired and spent from years of struggling to hold up this huge mountain of heaviness that we can’t face the prospect of all it would take to tear it up and start from zero.
Datura breaks the falsity down so we can come back to zero.
Through my life, I’ve learned from depending on Datura over the years, to live at zero.
To be happy, a human does not need a complicated “established” mountain of baggage. All it takes to have a happy life, is to be able to feel the breeze on your face, taste what you’re eating and drinking, and stretch out when the day is done and surrender your body and soul to the keeping of God.
Over and over, Datura brings us back to that simple state of being.
Half a tspoon of dried datura plant or a pinch of any fresh part of the plant to three cups of hot water, let sit for five minutes is as much dose as you need for a tea.
It will heat up your body, relieve joint pain triggered by cold or wet weather, and get blood moving all over. It will also put you to sleep.
Warning – NEVER take datura tea if you have to do a test the next day, or anything you can’t put off if you’re not feeling up to it.
Because its effects can run for 3 days and even up to a week. You never know when its effect will show.
Datura oil applied topically over a place that hurts, or your feet and hands before bed-time is a gentle way to have Datura in your life.
The dream space is Datura’s own home town because there we can face things that we cannot face in our waking time because our brain blocks things out of insecurity or programing.
I’ve found that our cells in certain parts of our body hold memory – not just the brain and Datura oil applied where we’re hurting or tense, brings out the repressed rage there, from those places.
Very often I’ve found the pain in those places never returns, and in the days, weeks and months following there is a change of consciousness that results in a life change – a sure sign of true healing.
There are diluted versions of Datura Stramonium available in homeopathic stores. I am not a homeopath, however I have knowledge of how various dilution levels of herbs work as my Granddad made and used them as part of our traditional medicine that predates classical homeopathy by thousands of years.
I refer to the homeopathic names because these are the dilution levels available easily and inexpensively nearly all over the world.
Datura Stramonium Q – Mother Tincture
One drop to a cup of water (NOT MORE) in times of extreme distress caused by self hatred and rage with revulsion of oneself and one’s life
Datura Stramonium 30
Knotted nerves all over the body because of immense feeling of being too tied up and knotted to function. All nervous ‘knotted up’ ness.
Datura Stramonium 200
Hot white rage just beneath the calm exterior. Often this shows in sudden outbursts of rage that seem an overreaction to the situation.
Being turned on but losing libido just before an orgasm. Suicidal instincts after an orgasm.
Turning on those we love and trying to push them away, finding reasons to disconnect from people and things we love.
In children, refusal to look at something they were all crazy about the previous day. Mood disorders where they destroy something they built up or made, with obvious anger. Urination over something they like.
Brittle nails and hair that breaks too easily.
Datura Stramonium 1 M
The feeling of consummate helplessness at getting a life together. Life defeat. Loss of life while still technically alive.
Unable to receive love and care.
Hyper sensitivity to vibration – whether sound or color or sensation.
999 times out of a 1000, the start of this was in early childhood.
Larkspur or Staphsagriya – Rage connected to Humiliation
I first came across the power of Larkspur as a child. I used to enjoy the Nancy Drew mystery books and I was captivated by the cover of “The Password to Larkspur Lane.”
The book cover shows a woman in a wheelchair divulging a secret across a fence, while a man stares angrily from behind, with larkspur growing nearby.
The scene lingered in my sub-consciousness.
A few days after I read that book there was very heavy rainfall and I was walking on the road, facing down, because the rain was so heavy, if I lifted my head up, I’d be blinded by the water. I was also looking down because the stones which formed the bridge from the street itself to our gate, had spaces between them and you had to be careful not to put your feet over those places.
I was just about going to put my foot on one of the stones when I had this sudden flash of the cover of the book “Password to Larkspur Lane” flash in front of me with the vivid Larkspur flowers”.
I remembered the woman in the wheelchair telling Nancy the secret. She was the insider, revealing what would solve the mystery and end the evil. And suddenly I had an instinct that it’s the imprisoned, the helpless, the otherwise hidden away, those society considers worthless that are the agents of change like nothing I could have imagined before.
The very fact that they’re still alive despite being supposedly invalid – what does that mean? They are actually of such high value that not just God but man too insists on keeping them alive.
They’re not hidden because they’re ugly or weak. They’re hidden because someone fears them. Because they are the enemy of the evil. And yet the evil cannot do without them. Their own enemy keeps them alive.
They are power.
I was ten years old then, and the way I looked at the world changed forever. I began to look for the deep, for what slipped through the cracks, for what crossed the fences.
I began to hear in my own subconscious, the voice of the woman in the wheelchair whispering across the fence. The voice of the one who knew things, us “out in the sun” could not know.
Ladies and Gentlemen, there are secrets inside us, like rocks. With our conscious mind it’s hard to understand them. It’s like they’re in a different language.
Have you ever felt that you cannot understand or express something about yourself because it’s in a different language? A frequency you don’t get anymore? But some part of you obviously clings to?
Larkspur is the unlocker of those secrets of our subconscious.
As an adult I have used Larkspur – highly highly diluted tincture – in moments of complete helplessness and frustration, when I was clogged up and just couldn’t get a grip on things.
Think woman in a wheelchair imprisoned for life. That sort of helplessness and frustration minus the visible wheelchair.
Every time I had Larkspur, my soul release came, sometimes in hours, sometimes it took a few days. Somehow the rage found a way from some language only my soul knew to some form of expression that I could understand.
I find it beyond amazing how a FLOWER could have such powers. There aren’t shrinks or psychics or pastors or whatever – who could do that. And this flower does that. It translates your howling in gibberish pent up soul rage into some form of perceivable something that you can actually use as a stepping stone to move on.
This is something you’ll never believe until you’ve tried it.
This is the medicine for all those who feel like their voice is choked.
Sometimes terror is rage, and terror at the extent of your own anger.
One drop of any form dilution of Larkspur will do once every few days.
It’s the sort of flower that will guide your instinct.
For example, those with severe pent up rage due to humiliation – the sort which makes a person’s face flushed with rage they don’t know how to express, a drop of larkspur in their eye tonic, or face splash helps.
Like I said, you’ll never believe it until you try it. And if you really need it, you will try it, now or whenever the memory of reading this comes back to you.
Henbane – Hyoscamus Niger – Pyramid of Rage – Hidden Abuse
I read on the internet about how this was a favorite of evil witches and the stuff of nightmares and murders.
My Granddad never gave me any of that sort of drama. All plants are our family members and Granddad treated them all just so.
Granddad had a cane of henbane wood. I never saw it, he just told me he had it somewhere. Why it came up was because Granddad had these marks on his right palm, caused by putting pressure on something for a long time. I asked him what had made those marks and he told me it was his henbane walking stick.
I was surprised. Granddad didn’t need a walking stick, I’d never seen him with one.
“It’s for when I climb,” he said to me. “She helps me climb up. With hind’s feet in high places.”
“Hind’s feet in high places,” is taken out of the Bible, the very last bit of the book written by the prophet Habakkuk, that phrase always fascinated me.
“Why hind’s feet?” I asked.
“Because hind’s (the female deer) feet are so sensitive, they can find places on the high rocks safe to put one’s feet and body weight on while climbing. Do you know what gives the hind that gift, Cara?”
“Something about pressure sensors underfoot?”
“No.”
“Just instinct?”
“No.”
“What then!”
“The desire to reach the top caused by the vision of how it must feel, how it must be to reach there. The VISION Cara, the VISION, the VISION.”
“Oh my God, alright! I got it. The VISION!”
“Not just the vision of the eyes, but the vision of the spirit. Do you know what that is, Cara?”
“Yes I do!”
“Give me an example.”
“Oh alright. Let me think.”
<Long time passes.>
It’s like when I was traveling to this ancient temple town, maybe two thousand years old, and about twenty minutes before I reached there, I could see these temples that I had not even seen pictures of before. And they weren’t like other ancient temples either. They were very different. But I could see them, and smell them too. I could feel them. AND they weren’t painted white in ancient times but they had only recently been painted white before I went there. And I saw them white.”
“What you’re describing is premonition vision. A sort of prophetic vision. That’s rare. Now give me an example of vision from daily life, something that’s a vision of the moment, not the past or the future.”
“Alright. Let me think.”
<Long time passes.>
“Ok, it’s like when I go vegetable shopping, and I’m looking at the vegetables and I get flashes of instinct of how they’ll look when they’re done cooking and in a serving bowl.”
“Cara, that’s the future again!”
“Oh ok… Let me think.”
<Long time passes.>
Alright, how about when I’m thinking of someone, and suddenly I can see what’s in their heart? It’s so clear sometimes. I just know.
That’s better. Vision in the moment is a inner clarity about a situation or a person.
What’s this got to do with hind’s feet and henbane?
The hind’s got to be in that inner clarity zone, right there thousands of feet above the chasm where one slip could end her life, where there are no other hinds up above her telling her, “You can do it baby!” No books, no phones, no help.
And Henbane’s that frequency.
Yes.
That’s why you have a cane of Henbane for when you climb. I see. Nice, Granddad. How do I get one?
You’ll never get one.
Why not!
You’re the henbane yourself.
Well why do you have one then? You’re not Henbane?
Someone gifted it to me. It looks good on the climb. Makes me seem mysterious. The younger uns get downright terrified of its knarls and knots. I get first rights over food and water.
Granddad!
Now Cara, remember, climbing is ninety percent vision and?
And?
The remaining one percent is?
I don’t know. What is it?
Letting go of that which weighs you down.
Hmm. Henbane helps with that?
Yes. It’s so light itself, it makes everything else feel so heavy so quickly, you start throwing off the unimportant things.
Granddad this is a lot for me to deal with right now. Yeah I know what you’ll say – that I’ll remember it later when I need it.
Yes.
———-
I remembered what Granddad said when I needed to.
Henbane’s the angel you need to keep your inner vision clear in tricky high places. If you’re there, you’ll know already what I mean.
Why I included it in this article is because there’s a sort of rage that I call a rage pyramid.
It’s because it’s rage at what was once an everyday abuse in your life, but gradually the abuse began to reduce and perhaps at the time of reading this, you don’t have the abuse anymore in your life. But the tip of the pyramid is still in your life and through it comes the entire built up pressure of the entire body of the rage of all those times.
The visible abuse is almost gone, except for this tiny tiny little manifestation. A chronic health problem, a repeating scenario of failure that comes up every now and then and bursts your bubble of happiness, a memory that comes up at the wrong times and makes you feel hopeless all over again.
If it weren’t important, it wouldn’t.
Henbane’s that frequency of sensitivity that can find and pull that out.
My Dad who was the neighborhood help-of-all in disaster, once had to dive into a well that had a sandy bottom to rescue a little child who had fallen in. The sand at the bottom of the well had shifted and covered the unconscious child. My Dad holding his breath for as long as he could began to search for clues. He then thought he saw a hair and very gently without breaking it followed it under the sand, found it was attached to the child’s head. Dad rescued the child by that hair.
I think of henbane as something that gives us that sensitivity – to be able to pull a whole unconscious child out by one hair that’s still sticking out above the surface.
Henbane or Hyoscamus Niger is also to be taken only highly diluted and works best when you take a little of it every day over a long period.
At the time you start, you write down somewhere, exactly why you’re taking it. And then you take it till you feel you’ve reached a point where you can say you’ve reached where you wanted to be.
This is important because with Henbane’s sensitivity, you could find yourself distracted by things that aren’t so important. So write your aims down, that will sit in your subconscious and then whether it’s a year or two years or five years or twelve years, keep taking the highly diluted Henbane, just top off a finished bottle with more spring water, or distilled water or colloidal silver water, or water + 70% everclear and keep taking it, till you don’t need climbing support anymore.
Let me tell you, it isn’t a very pleasant thing having the sensitivity to find a needle in the haystack. But a time will come when you’ll realize that it was worth it.
level, the dilution of Henbane relieves nerve pain in places other herbs find hard to reach. The inner ear, pain of the nerves because of hernia, certain types of sciatic pain, pain in the fine nerves of the throat and chronic nerve pain or neuropathy in the fingers and toes.
When the plant dries after the season the delicate fine flower pods remain – a message the spirit gets. A display of finesse in creation. Every cell of every nerve so carefully defined and true to nature.
That’s how we become when we live with sensitivity to our spirit. We become in every way, and in every part, true to our nature.
Mandrake – Podophyllum – Rage connected to Sorrow
Picture of Podophyllum in Brentsville, Virginia, USA
There are two kinds of Mandrake – the old world type of the Middle East and Europe- Mandragorum and the American Mandrake or Podophyllum or Mayapple.
As it’s the latter that’s most easily available these days I am focusing on it for this article. The other Mandrake works pretty much the same with a few differences that are not so important to mention as far as this topic goes.
The mandrake is legendary as an aphrodisiac. My Granddad staunchly was against the use of herbs as aphrodisiacs. “If a man or a woman is not drawn to another naturally, it is a crime to force attraction by any means.”
The mandrake however is so very much more than an aphrodisiac.
It’s an old treatment for ‘rage of sorrow‘.
When a person has lost all they loved, and the hole left is so big they feel it can never be filled or healed again; that sorrow.
In our times we see this most often in those people who have been displaced from their hometowns or countries to another place.
Our hearts have a life that’s made of everyday loving.
When that heart-life gets killed or stopped, and we are unable to express our sorrow -perhaps because we don’t even know how deeply we are affected – it becomes a rage inside with manifestations in the body like chronic inflammation, the need for constant comfort food and so on.
Often it blocks our natural desire to express our heart through sexuality, art, creative pursuits.
Every now and then, someone will tell me that they used to play a musical instrument but don’t anymore, or they used to sing or dance, or have some form of creative expression but they stopped.
And very often, if you look at it, the time you stopped enjoying what you enjoy, is most often the time your heart-life stopped. Suddenly you didn’t have the energy or will anymore to pursue what made you happy before.
Podophyllum is on that frequency we were in as a child, exploring the world without preconceived notions, where we could find pleasure in the simple things of life.
It helps us connect to the underground sea of sorrow that’s blocked out our childlike enjoyment of ourselves, and drain it out.
It’s not an immediate or even quick process. It’s a long process and sometimes you might feel like the mourning will never end. But it will.
Again, a diluted dose is more than enough, but this works best taken everyday at least.
It’s especially great for children who have faced a tragedy and are unable to terms with it.
Herbs to use with the Big 4
Those I use in combination with either one or two of the big 4 mentioned above are the following. You can use as many of them together as you please. Just keep the dose small but regular. If you don’t feel any of them are applicable to you, don’t use any of them. Never use a herb that doesn’t absolutely call to your heart.
I’m just listing the one main thing about each herb as is applicable to releasing pent up rage. They’re each a powerhouse in their own way.
Salix Nigra or Black Willow
For those who have pain in the nerves of their hands.
Viola Odorata
For those with a history of heart weakness.
Lily of the Valley
For those with a history of trauma as a child where they closed their ears to shut out the sounds.
Poison Ivy – Rhus Tox
For those who have a history of Irritable Bowel Syndrome – ie. they swing between diarhhea and constipation most of the time.
Sanguinaria – Bloodroot
For those with a history of cramping and restless legs syndrome.
Mountain Rhododendron or Azalea
For those who have had problems with speech and expressing themselves in writing.
Morning Glory
For those with the tendency to destroy things they love or like.
