Guardian of a Sacred Trust

The Natives on the shores of Lake Winnipeg knew of the secret magical healing powers of wet clay. It is the only sure cure for poison ivy, but my experiments have shown it to be effective in many other situations.

Sacred Trust Contest

Next month I am launching my contest for the year 2002 in which I will ask you to share with us a natural remedy which you consider to be a sacred trust. This article talks about my most sacred trust.
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The Passing on of a Secret

The natives living on the east shores of Lake Winnipeg in Manitoba had a secret which no white man had ever known. It was their most powerful healing remedy and their only sure-fire cure for poison ivy. A missionary lady had lived with these natives all her life and they trusted her and treated her as one of their own. That is how they came to share their secret with her. Just before she passed away, she shared this secret with the Kolzenburg/Bruckmann family who bought the cottage in which she had lived while ministering in the area. Those people were my friends and that is how I have been priviledged to have learned of this highly effective natural remedy.

A Sunburn by the Lake

Before I heard of the protective power of PABA, I suffered from many a severe sunburn, because staying out of the sun has always been torturous for me. In August of 1956, I was staying with my friends in their cottage in Victoria Beach, the cottage in which the missionary lady had spent the last years of her life. Naturally, I got a sunburn while swimming in the lake the very first morning of my holidays. So did the two children who were swimming with me. We did not want to stay indoors for the rest of the day, and it was too warm to wear anything except bathing suits on that sweltering day. I therefore thought of a remedy for our dilemma. In the steep bank of the lake, I saw layers of sand and clay. We dug out some of the clay, wet it, and smeared it on our bodies to keep the sun at bay. It worked. When the clay dried and crumbled off, we simply renewed it. There was plenty available, and it was free. At supper time, we were all sitting in the shade of the forest enjoying a hearty meal. No one was complaining of a sunburn. No one felt uncomfortable. Our skins had, in fact, turned from the noon-time lobster red to a soft brown by suppertime, and all through the healing power of clay. Under normal circumstances, my sunburn would have blistered by the next day, and I would not have been able to expose my skin to the sun for the rest of the week. As it was, I was back in the sun without protection by the next morning and experienced no more burn symptoms all week. That was a discovery worth writing home about.

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