Listen, there’s as many ways to learn as there are people. But one thing I believe to be true is that you cannot learn a subject, cannot truly understand a thing until you’ve experienced it for yourself.
Especially with plants as medicine. Yes, books are excellent starting places. I have piles and piles of dog-eared reference books. You must know what is safe, what is toxic. And it is good to know a plant’s capabilities, proclivities, their history and lore.
But not until you feel her sting can you understand how nettle will allow you to touch her. Or will she? Not until you’ve drunk lemon balm infusion each morning for weeks might you begin to understand if her tonic is a balm for _your_ soul.
Because none of us are the same. And in order for you to experience the right things for _you_, you must notice for yourself the world around you as it slowly turns. And this attention? This cleared eyed attention? It’s within your grasp. It requires no money. No doctrine. Only practice. It’s where being alive begins.