Eat Fiber for a Better Brain

Way back, about 10 thousand years ago, eating lots of fiber was a way of life. Our hunter-gatherer ancestors lived off sour, fibrous and wild plants, lean wild game and fish, and they were immersed in microbes from the world around them. We have been agrarian for about 1% (10k years) of the time that homo sapiens have been on earth. In this time, our diet has become increasingly focused on refined carbohydrates and finely-ground hybridized wheat products. Our slowly adapting human genes have not been able to keep pace with the “sudden” and dramatic change in our diet.

Living in Tanzania with the Hadzabe people, anthropologist and microbiologist, Jeff Leach, has studied one of the last hunter-gatherer groups still foraging for 95-100% of its food. The most profound dietary difference between the Hadza and the rest of the world is not only a lack of processed foods, but also their tremendous consumption of dietary fiber. While eaters in developed countries consume an average of 10-15 grams of fiber/day, the Hadza eat approximately ten times that.

They consume an average of 100-180 grams of a diverse array of plant fibers daily.

It’s this fiber that gives them the huge diversity of microbes that protects them against chronic inflammatory diseases such as diabetes, cardiovascular disease, and perhaps even Alzheimer’s.

Recent scientific research has increased our understanding of just how fiber influences brain function.

The answer lies in the beneficial bacteria that reside in the gut.

These microbes depend on dietary fiber for survival.

When we eat an interesting and diverse array of plant fibers, these pass through the small intestine where most of our digestion and assimilation of nutrients occurs. The undigested fiber arrives in the colon, and is a smorgasbord for our gut bugs. The bacteria ferment, i.e feast on, these fibers and as a result, produce a special nutrient that profoundly affects our health (especially brain function!):

Short-Chain Fatty Acids (SCFA)

How do SCFA affect the gut?

  • SCFA are a key fuel source for cells in the colon. Additionally, they are protective against gut inflammation and colon cancer. They also help acidify the colon which discourages overgrowth of pathogenic bacteria, like salmonella, and also helps us absorb calcium and magnesium from our diet.

How do SCFA affect the brain?

  • SCFA have an anti-inflammatory impact that affects both body and brain. Systemic inflammation affects the brain and manifests as brain fog.

  • SCFA directly impact brain inflammation by calming the immune cells of the brain (microglia). Over-active microglia (i.e. from post-traumatic brain injury) can perpetuate inflammation, leading to impaired cognitive function.

  • SCFA bind to regulatory T cells (T-regs) in the gut. T-regs are a class of white blood cells that modulate autoimmune reactions. One type of autoimmune disease that affects the central and peripheral nervous system is Multiple Sclerosis (MS).

  • SCFA decrease interleukin 1B, the inflammatory cytokine, which is linked to Alzheimer’s disease.

  • SCFA delay aging of the brain.

Many factors affect the production of SCFA in your colon, including the type and number of microorganisms, the type and amount of fiber in the diet, and the time it takes food to travel through your digestive system.

The following types of fiber are best for the production of short-chain fatty acids in the colon:

  • Inulin: You can get inulin from many plants, such as artichokes, garlic, leeks, onions, radishes, tomatoes, dandelion root, burdock root and asparagus.

  • Fructooligosaccharides (FOS): FOS are found in various fruits and vegetables, including bananas, onions, garlic and asparagus.

  • Resistant starch: You can get resistant starch from grains, barley, rice, beans, green bananas, legumes and potatoes that have been cooked and then cooled. The cooling part is key!

  • Pectin: Good sources of pectin include apples, apricots, carrots, oranges and applesauce.

One of the marvels of the microbiome is its tremendous ability to adapt and change. Since they divide quickly, bacteria in the gut microbiome can double in number every 30-40 minutes. This means you can change to a less inflammatory profile in as little as 72 hours!

The key is to feed the beneficial bacteria plenty of soluble fiber, and starve the bad guys by avoiding refined sugars and processed foods.

Remember the following key points:

  • Bacterial species that thrive on your diet will crowd out others very quickly, so eat the foods that beneficial bacteria thrive on: plant fibers! Don’t know which foods have high fiber? Here’s a great chart.

  • Our modern diet of refined processed foods, plus our habit of eating the same foods every day, has literally starved our beneficial microbes! As a result, we have an increase of pathogenic bacteria that thrive in the more alkaline gut, thereby creating inflammation and leaky gut.

  • If your gut bugs don’t get enough fiber, they turn to an alternate source of CHO (carbohydrate), the mucus lining of you large intestine - yum!

  • The cardiovascular system, musculoskeletal system, immune system and nervous system all depend on SCFA production in the gut.

The bottom line? For a better brain, do what your Mom has always told you:

Eat your veggies!

A Lesson from Mother Nature

You know that thing that people tell you, about how time goes faster and faster the older you get? It’s really true. As a child, I luxuriated in summer days, letting the sun kiss me and nature embrace me. Now it seems like an entire year fits into the length of a childhood summer. The earth spins, my head spins and what?! The autumnal equinox is here, on my aunt’s would-be 90th birthday, if she was still on this earth.

Along with her birthday comes the annual event that I host in her memory, in honor of the work she did to help women thrive: the BotanicWise MidAtlantic Women’s Herbal Conference. The end of summer, beginning of fall, missing my aunt and the Women’s Conference are all wrapped up in one big feeling in my heart this time of year.

It is hard to describe the magic that occurs when a rainbow of 300 women and some plants gather together for the weekend.

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Recently I hosted a webinar, “Herbs for Women” featuring Rosita Arvigo and Deb Soule. Both of these amazing women will be teaching at this year’s conference and during the webinar we laughed as we reminisced about the last time Rosita taught for BotanicWise. That was 4 years ago.

That year, as the conference date approached, I was feeling pretty chill about everything, and proud of myself for being so relaxed. It’s no small endeavor to host an event like this, especially in the beginning when I had no clue what I was doing. So I was feeling pretty cheeky. Since this was my 5th year, I had learned a thing or two, and everything was falling into place beautifully. This was back in the years when I held the event on my farm… outside... under tents... “All-Weather” tents, we might say? Yeah, I was younger then.

“Who cares about a little rain?" I’d say. "I am NOT going to worry about the weather.”

Well, Mother Nature clearly wanted to get my attention, and maybe knock me off my high horse, because when I finally did check the weather, it was not pretty. Rain and high winds were the forecast. Every day the prediction worsened until we had near-hurricane winds and temperatures nestled in the low 40s.

Now, I have a some sturdy Norwegian blood, and I don’t mind the cold, but forty degree temperatures for an outdoor event? Really? I began to stress about keeping everybody warm, especially my teachers. Rosita was returning from Mexico and had this tiny little suitcase and a thin poncho sort of thing, geared towards Mexico cold, not Pennsylvania cold.

"I will be fine," she insisted.

I looked at her dubiously. Long story short, when it started snowing and blowing, even with the noisy heaters in the tent, she wasn’t fine and we wrapped the shivering Rosita in a down coat.

I learned a few lessons that weekend:

#1 —> I DO care about the weather! I moved the venue off my farm to the Kempton Community Center, a venue complete with real buildings and heat. I also shifted the date to one week earlier. Both moves have made a huge difference!

#2 —> I learned about how enthusiastic and resilient plant lovers are. The rapt attention of the students and the heart and soul which the teachers poured into their classes (despite the near freezing weather) was astounding.

Everyone left that event feeling exuberant - inspired and full to the brim with joy.

The fabric of connection and community that we wove together as we faced the adverse weather still remains. That’s the magic of how plants bring us together and teach us about community… and togetherness… and about what sings to our hearts… and about love.

Year after year, no matter what the weather, that’s what happens when we gather together. Sweetness…

Like the breath of a summer meadow when the grasses and wildflowers are in bloom.

Rosita tells me she’s bringing plenty of warm clothes this year, even though she won’t need them. We’re cozy as cats at the new venue!

For those of you who are ready to experience this plant alchemy, I cordially invite you to join us next weekend for the best herbal weekend of the year. Okay, I’m biased. But, this conference stands out from the rest because it’s a smaller more intimate group of women, with LOTS of up close opportunities to meet the teachers, find inspiration, and feel part of a family of plant loving women determined to make a difference and bring some love, light, and healing to the planet.

For those of you that need more convincing that these teachers are worth meeting, check out our free virtual classroom —> “Meet the Teachers” <—

Don’t miss out on this unforgettable weekend! —> Register today <—

Getting Hipsey with Roses


Last year I started what I hope will expand into a medicinal botanical sanctuary. Besides the classic culinary herbs, rosemary, sage and thyme, which make a wonderful dispensary in themselves, I planted ten Rosa rugosa bushes. This wild rose is a humble and hardy plant. It grows along the New England coast, setting it’s thorny self - it is a pricker bomb! - against the assault of wind and sea. In June, the 3- 4 foot shrub bedecks itself with simple hot pink blossoms which ooze with fragrance.

Many an herbalist has clambered over the rocky seacoast in search of the Rosa rugosa petals. They are delicious and nourish the heart, offering a sense of peace.

As a symbol of love, rose petals can sustain us through episodes of grief or stress, especially if we feel that tension in the chest.

I like to think of this plant as a hardy old woman who has withstood the stormy times. She has a thorny side and sets clear boundaries with others, and yet her heart is also wide open, loving with a wisdom that comes from time and heartbreak. If you are having a rough day, imagine this elder-woman stepping into your kitchen with her medicine bag. She would make you a cup of rose petal tea, sit with you and listen with all her heart. Sometimes all we need is someone to listen to us.

Making simple remedies, such as rose petal tea, really isn’t that complicated or time consuming. Even so, summer flies by so quickly and I often find myself too distracted to follow up with even simple plans to harvest and make medicine. When my roses bloomed in early June, I picked a few handfuls and set them out to dry, but I think they are still sitting on the shelf collecting dust. Fortunately, some of the best medicine makers I know, make a fabulous rose elixir, sweet and delicious. Try Woodland Essence (Rose Glycerite half price right now!) or Avena Botanicals Rose Petal Elixir, if you want to experience the heart-lifting power of the floral side of this botanical.

The upside of neglecting my flower harvest is that the bees were busy, and the bushes (now 4 feet tall) funneled all their energy into seed production and produced the most glorious rose hips I ever saw. We have had a lot of rain this summer. The hips produced by Rosa rugosa, which typically tend to be large, are ginormous this year thanks to excess moisture. Really fat and juicy.

Rose hips are loaded with seeds as hard as rocks, so when I pick them I like to nibble around the edges, savoring the sour leathery fruit and spitting out any stray seeds. This sour flavor is the sign that your hips are rich in Vitamin C and Bioflavonoids.

Eating rose hips, or drinking as a tea, is a wonderful way to boost immunity and support the integrity of blood vessels, decreasing bruising, spider veins and hemorrhoids.

Until today I have never made a product out of rose hips, even though I have seen many recipes for them, from jam to syrup to face cream. While making dinner (chicken parm), I grabbed a small saucepan and got my creative juices flowing.

Here’s what I made, and I don’t mind saying, it tastes divine!

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Getting Hipsey Honey


1 quart large fleshy rose hips, stems and greens removed

2/3 cup water

1/2 - 1 cup honey, depending on taste and plumpness of hips

Make it:

  • Dump prepared hips and water into blender, food processor or Vitamix. Blend briefly. You could at this point pick out seeds, but I didn’t. Transfer into medium saucepan and simmer for 15-20 minutes.

  • Grind cooked hips and water with a food mill. I used a tomato sauce maker and the seeds nearly broke the thing, but it worked. Let me know if you find some easy way to remove all those seeds!

  • Return seed-free pulp to sauce pan and add some of the honey. Gently heat and stir, just until warm enough to blend together. Taste. Add more honey if needed. Taste again and smile! Use the honey in tea, on toast, on a banana, or over raspberry ice-cream. Sigh!

Interested in learning more about Plant Medicine? Join us at the BotanicWise MidAtlantic Women’s Herbal Conference, Sept. 27-29. Register by September 1 to be eligible to win a ticket to the private Teacher’s Dinner!

Poetry for the Heart

As a tribute to Mary Oliver, beloved poet by every plant- lover I know, I wanted to share a poem by Guido Masé, with his permission.

Find the original publication on his blog.


Waterfowl, new moon

by Guido Masé

... with due respect to the loons ...

The great blue heron, so still, is like

a standing piece of driftwood, silver-gray cyan,

like when wood sees the pond water too long

and then, pushed up by a frost heave,

sun-bleaches and molders, gathering color.

Her neck feathers are fine grain exposed by years,

the pith and heartwood interweaving,

immobile, strong, fixed quiet to watch.

But when the neck coils down to spring

and wings open, stretching out tips

to catch sun rays in between,

you can feel the air compress

and watch her rise

as if a cord had lifted her from the granite

that lies half sunk beneath the glassy surface.

In my time I too

hope to rise that way,

fast and light and lifted,

not like the loons, who cry and flap,

and beat the water,

needing their slow, heavy ascent

to raise red eyes over the treeline.