I was worried about repetition when I organized The Comfrey Conference. 

I was concerned that every presenter would make comfrey ointment. 
And I couldn't think of any way to prevent the repetition. 
They did. 
And it was grand.

We saw fifteen different ways to make comfrey ointment. 
Repetition. 
But not. 
We understood.
There are many ways to do it "right."
Not just one correct way. 
We were empowered by repetition. 
Because each repetition was different. 
Subtly different. 

The Nourishing Nettle Conference offers us repetition. 
And we want it. 

After seeing two different women and a man harvest, strip, rett, break, debark, smooth, comb, and spin — or twine — nettle fiber, I think I can do it. 
I didn't believe that after watching just one presentation. 
It took three to sink in. 
Repetition showed me what to do, and where to do it like they did, and where I could improvise. 

Repetition gave me more choices: Rett green or winter rett the leafless nettle stalks. 
Stomp, smash, or hammer the dried stalks. 
Comb the fibers with teasel, a dog-fur-detangler, or carding combs.
Dye it.  
Ecru, gold, greenish.
Mordant or not. 
Overdye. Repeatedly. 
Or not. 

Spin, twine, twist, weave, or braid the thread or twine into shirts to change your brothers from swans to princes, 
Or to cloak yourself, or make a bag to hold an egg, or a thought, or your runes or tarot cards.
Ah. 

I complained to Barbara yesterday afternoon at her zoom, that the whole process looks repetitious, endless, maybe boring. Split a stalk lengthwise with your fingers. Break it between each leaf node and slowly pull the bark off — being very careful at the leaf nodes not to tear it. 

Do it again. 
And again. 
And keep on doing it. 
Repeat. 
Repeat.
Repetitious.

To which she replied: "It is. That's why I enjoy it. My life has been so busy, so scheduled, so intense, that sitting quietly processing nettle stalks into fiber is deeply restorative to me."

Repetition. 
Do I grit my teeth and fight it?
Or let it soothe me?
Do I cop an attitude?
Resist with all my might?
Or do I sink into pure being?
Allow bliss to bubble up.
Hmmmm

Drinking nettle seed tea seems to encourage bliss. 
Sip and spin, let ecstasy in. 

 

It's not too late to join.
Everything is recorded
And you own the recordings (including zoom sessions)
Forever, to watch as you will.
Repeating as you desire.
https://www.wisewomanschool.com/p/nettle-conference