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Let’s Talk About Weed Baby

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BY KASEY BOGGS

I spent the last week of summer in the most special place I’ve ever known. Laughing until my belly hurt with childhood friends, laying under the stars, reminiscing of all the moments we shared here. Watching the magic of the Lodge through the eyes of my children…. inherently instilled through the generations. Listening to the splashes in the water, their endless giggles. Skinny dipping until the wee hours of the morning. Going to sleep with wrinkled fingers and toes night after night. And as always, the river healed me. In more ways than I knew I needed.

Black River Lodge, my favorite person from there says, “A place to rest your weary soul”. A place so special, very few ever have words to describe it. Something so much more than a place. We wait a whole year until the next time we pack up the car, round the bend, cross the bridge and finally feel what we have all been missing the past 365 days. A place where our great grandfathers and grandmothers splashed in the river as kids, collected tadpoles, floated the rapids, sang songs around the campfire, slept under the stars and grew together, year after year. The Lodge is a place for firsts. Your first crush, your first sip of alcohol, your first kiss, your first time jumping in the water under the moonlight naked. The kind of experiences you will remember for a lifetime. And as time moves, some of those generations pass on without ever truly fading. Their spirits illuminate around you. They are in the smells from the campfire, the giggles of the children experiencing the magic for the first time, the sound of rapids rushing across the majestic rocks. It’s their spot you always remembering them sitting in at the dining hall for breakfast, lunch, and dinner each day. They have never truly left us. As all good things must come to an end, the next is born to start the tradition all over again.

While many of our stories have the same bones, we all wrote them differently throughout our time at the river and the years in between. Even though I have grown into adulthood, the lodge still makes me feel like a child again. A week to be born again, to live again in the memories that never end. Every year we are apart makes us closer, we yearn for the laughter, the love we share, the days where time has no meaning. Our children following in our footsteps, becoming our mini-me’s of the Lodge. Starting the beautiful cycle again just as our ancestors had envisioned. As a little girl I dreamed of my future, where I would go, and who I would be. I would build dams in the river to create little pools of water where I could build my tadpole families. I would name them and quickly narrate their life stories and who they were. I would picture growing up, getting married, and having a family of my own someday to share all of this with. To see it all again so innocently through their eyes. I would lay under a blanket of stars on the bridge late at night and watch shooting stars with my closest friends. We talked about where we would live, who we would marry, what our future children’s names would be.

I have always been an open person, and I am known best for wearing my heart on my sleeve. I don’t hide any part of myself from the people that love me. This year, at 33, there was a first for me. I was open about medicating with cannabis. I was confident in sharing that part of me with family and friends who asked me about it. Over the past year they have seen me on social media and the Swade site telling my story and putting myself out there in a way I have never done before, in a way they had never seen before. I expected it to come up but not as much as it did. At our last Swade event, “Marriage, Margaritas, and Mary Jane”, a person in the audience asked me a simple question. “How do you talk to your friends about cannabis?” My gut response was to lead by action, own your why, and stay confident in your beliefs. I felt like I had let this listener down. I was let down. Not because it was wrong or inaccurate, but because it was so surface. It felt empty. Later that night, I began to reminisce on how and when cannabis came up at Black River Lodge. It was never because I was talking about it. It was on their terms when they felt comfortable or curious. I’ve learned that actions really do speak louder than words. I love it when people challenge me, “Wait, you smoke weed? But you’re a mom!”, “You smoke pot and get all that done?”, “I don’t have any energy to work out, I can’t believe you get high and exercise.” Lead by example. This is the only true way to break stereotypes and eliminate people’s outdated assumptions.

At the beginning of the week, there were a lot of great questions that sparked awesome conversation. It was casual and it was really starting to get fun sharing this part of myself so openly. The week was amazing, every day filled with sunshine, the beautiful water of the Black River, good music, beer and endless fun. The days were for the kids, we splashed, collected rocks and crawdads, floated, enjoying every second of the day with zero worries. Time moves slow at the river, it’s most precious gift. After the bell rings for dinner, we gather to eat and head off for the tractor ride. I get to share with my kids the memory of a man that created this tradition, a very special soul, Casey Jones. Me, his namesake. Through the passed down stories you can see the spark in their eyes and feel that timeless nostalgia running through your veins. Every night there is an activity in the lodge that brings everyone together for more laughter and moments that will last a lifetime. We have talent show night, weenie roast night, bingo night, dance night, race night….and the list goes on. When they end, all the parents carry their very tired, nearly sleeping children off to bed and the evening becomes theirs. The night sky opens, and the lodge becomes different. We become kids again, exploring, flirting, singing, dancing, feeling the same way you used to feel playing truth or dare under the bridge. The magic comes rushing back, the ecstasy of your youth. After everyone went to sleep, my husband and I would walk through the lodge and down to the river at its quietest time. Keeping each other accountable to our pact of skinny dipping every night. We swam and kissed, shivering and giggling under the same stars I dreamed under as a little girl. I think that little girl would be proud of me. We walked back to the cabin, wrapped in towels to go to sleep, only to wake up and get to do it all over again.

Most of my friends thought we were crazy, staying up so late and having to get up the next day to hustle with the kids. There is no secret in my game, I am a canna-mom. Medicating with cannabis gives me the ability to fight stress, worries, migraines, body aches, and enables me to properly relax in my down time. Settling my mind and body to sleep was always a struggle for me, and now that my sleep is adequate, I feel like a new me. A better me. I chose to bring the disposable Sinse vapes. I kept it simple and brought 2 strains I know work best for me. My favorite day time pen is the Sinse Blue Dream. It is a sativa which gave me a lot of energy during the day and a clear head to balance all of the festivities and hustle with the kids. I also used it before the evening’s event. After the kids went down for the night, I then loved the Sinse Cherry Pie vape. Being a hybrid, it was the perfect amount of relaxation but enhanced my desire to stay up and enjoy the evening. When traveling with kids and family, convenience is my top priority. This sparked a lot of peoples’ interests. For younger people, they loved the idea of no smoke. As for the older piers, they were intrigued. Growing up in the 50’s, 60’s, and 70’s all they ever knew was smoking joints. It was thrilling to sit around the campfire and get asked questions from this generation. It brought out a different perspective and acceptance. And in the end, they educated me as well. Never did I picture this as a kid. This opportunity was meaningful and yet another memory that will stay with me.

Even though you have known all these people your whole life, you really haven’t learned everything there is. Life is ever changing, and we never stay the same. I was blessed to share new things about myself because it helped me grow personally. In exchange I helped others see things from a different perspective that broke the mold of what some would refer to as a “stoner” or “pothead”. The stigma is dying, folks. Buckle up and enjoy your ride.

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It Takes Two

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Kasey Boggs

House of Happy

Last night…

It’s 7:00 PM and I’m standing at our sink filled with dishes. To be honest, not just dinner dishes, but lunch and breakfast as well. I have a clean load in the dishwasher that needs to be unloaded. Shit. I am going to be here a while. I close my eyes and my mind rushes to a million things I’d rather be doing. And it’s not what you expect, for me, it’s not about the glamour. I relish in the small moments, the little things. Those are everything. As I’m scrubbing the dishes, I try my best to fade out background noise that consists of the new Cruella on Disney Plus, and 3 very tired, crabby kids. Because, well, it’s summer, the days are longer and we tire easily from all the magic that this season brings. The sunshine, the pool days, the smell of bar-b-q, fresh cut grass and wild flowers. And then into the night…the flashes of fireflies, the owls talking, the cicadas chirping. Nights gazing at the stars explaining what they are to 3 sets of wandering eyes yearning to learn more about the world. But, not tonight, because, let’s get real, not every night of our lives is Snapchat or Facebook-worthy. That is not reality. Not every day is going to feel like the best day of our lives. Today was messy, and today was really hard. I have no shame in that. This is a big step for me. I always felt admitting it was weak. But now I encourage every parent to take a deep breathe, continue reading, and know that you are not alone. It is hard. All of it. Marriage is hard, being a parent is hard, building a family is hard. But, so cliché, the absolute most beautiful part of life. Because who would we be without these beautiful mini versions of ourselves and the partner we created them with? And for that, we need to be our best selves in order to be the best for those that love and need us.

Now, back to the dishes. See where my mind goes while I’m doing chores? As I’m watching the fireflies flicker through my kitchen window, I’m really feeling the stress from the day. From work, to the kids, our house, the animals, all of it. I’m feeling rushed as the minutes pass on the clock and I just wish I could snap my fingers and have it all done to tuck the kids in and have some time to decompress for the day. As I gaze through my kitchen window wishing today wasn’t so hectic and wanting to be more engaged, I saw the reflection of my husband taking the trash out of the bin behind me. As much as I wanted to grab him, hug him, and give him the slightest bit of hope for the last of our day, I just couldn’t. In the moment I couldn’t even do that for myself. I mentally wanted to, in my mind, but nothing on my body seemed to work. I let my stress get the best of me, and I was letting it win. I was tired from not being able to stop my thoughts from the day and just relax. The day was over, but I wasn’t letting myself actually feel that. All I truly wanted to do was feel close to my husband, but my mind wouldn’t stop and I couldn’t find the off button. How can I possibly be everything? To everyone? And everything? All the time? It is so important to me to never disappoint my family. My thoughts continue, my mind babble runs on. He sees I’m struggling, and, by this point I realize the chaotic, witching hour background noise has settled. The kids have full bellies, are freshly bathed, lotioned and now all cuddled up with their stuffies, drifting asleep to Cruella, because some days, like today, story time, books and nursery rhymes just don’t cut it.

He pushes me into a running hot shower and I strip and jump in. The hot water feels amazing and I don’t want to get out until he comes in to tell me the kids are now in bed. Sound machines on, covers pulled up, all 3 sets of wandering eyes closed and peacefully in dream land. Now, I am feeling the calm, and it’s not just due to the hot water. I dry off, wrap my towel around me and he grabs my hand to lead me somewhere. The front door opens, night sky awaiting, and I’m sitting in a rocking chair under a blanket of stars with a beautiful, pre-rolled joint in my hand. As I inhale, I can taste the earthy citrus terpenes of the Rainmaker by Sinse. This strain is one of my favorite hybrids, because while it relaxes my body and mind, it gives me the right amount of energy to enjoy the rest of my day and engage. I feel the elephant of stress move from my chest, down my arms, and exit through my fingertips. Ahhhhh, deep breathe in, deep breathe out. Is this real life? But, yes! It can be. And it should be. I’m going to sit next to my hot, so very handsome husband, smoke this joint, and let everything else go. Now that my focus is less on stress and more in the moment, I’m going to talk to him about my day, good and bad, and listen to all of his day’s endeavors. We will talk about future goals and dreams and brainstorm all the ways to make it all come true. We will cuddle, kiss, touch and love….all the things. And then I’m going to fall asleep next to him, only to wake up feeling my best self, physically, mentally, and emotionally…..It felt damn good.

Waking up the next day, I play out the prior night in my head and simply smile. I wake up a happy, healthy woman, ready to take on my day as a working mom of 3 kids, 4 dogs, 4 ducks, 2 chickens, 2 leopard geckos, and 4 opossums. BUT most importantly, above all, a wife. Because it takes two. I look forward to the end of the day with my husband and seek comfort in knowing I’m coming home to a person who understands me and supports me in all aspects of life. Marriage thrives on communication. The root of most marital problems and failures is a lack of understanding, but, most importantly, the willingness to do so. We wake up every day and choose our person all over again. Again and again, day after day. If it didn’t take work, it wouldn’t and couldn’t be so great. After 14 years together, we still belly laugh, joke like kids, and fall back in love over and over again. Finding our way through the good times and bad, and what works for us. To be stronger, together. Cannabis is something we bond over, and something special because it’s ours. Parenthood has a way of leaving us with very little privacy and not much time that is solely ours. That makes this time with him bring life to my soul. And it’s all mine….BUT don’t forget, it always takes 2, friends.

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The Entourage Effect – The Benefits of 1:1

Why 1:1 ?

Guest blog by

Jamila Owens-Todd, Naturopathic Doctor
Research & Development Manager at PHYTOS Cannabis

As of late, I speak with more and more patients expressing interest in cannabis. People who would have never considered this as a part of their daily healing. Either a friend or family member has mentioned this as an option for anxiety or spoke of a doctor has suggested for their pain management. These patients are initially apprehensive due to the years long propaganda on the cannabis plant. Many of us drunk the kool-aid. Only to awaken to a rediscovery of its benefits. I have been working with plant medicine for decades, only to consistently ignore cannabis due to its illegality. Now, we are in a new space and we can utilize this plant as it was always intended, as one of nature’s healers.

What I am finding, however, that patients who are considering this for pain, anxiety or neurological healing, all want the benefits without feeling “too high.” I speak with my regular cannabis consumers and even with high tolerance, there is a need for a level of functionality. Consuming too much cannabis means different things to different people. For one patient 5 mg of THC (tetrahydrocannabinol) can feel overwhelming, while another patient requires 30 mg per day to feel the balance that is needed. What we know is, that the body is receiving a benefit of THC whether you “feel” it or not. Many people do not feel the benefits of Vitamin C, however, we know that it is working to support your immune system. When medicating with THC, in low potencies, it is important to know that it is still healing, if we are feeling the “high.”

When medicating as a daily, herbal remedy, the lower doses of THC, can ignite a healing effect, even if it falls below your normal threshold. I have been supporting regular consumers in their health and we are finding that relief with lower dose cannabis, is not only achieved, but can be optimal. To optimize this healing, the addition of CBD (cannabidiol) will create a synergy(1).

Using a low dose THC with an equal amount of CBD, is called a 1:1 ratio, also known as Chemotype II. When considering THC to CBD ratios, there a Chemotype description based upon the psychoactive cannabinoid THC vs. the non-psychoactive cannabinoid, CBD. Other Chemotypes include Chemotype I, which is a high THC to a low CBD ratio. There is also Chemotype III, which has a high CBD to a low THC ratio. This 1:1 ratio (Chemotype II) has been found to be relaxing with less sedation, commonly found with high THC, therefore allowing for more functionality within the day. When medicating with a 1:1 ratio of THC to CBD, you gain the benefit of relaxation, mood support, muscle relaxation, therefore helping with conditions, such fibromyalgia, peripheral neuropathy, cancer support, anxiety balance and many other physical pain imbalances. The key is the ability to function and continue with daily tasks, while medicating.

 

At Swade, we have a wide variety of low dose, 1-to-1, THC and CBD remedies. We pride ourselves on these formulations because of them providing clinical benefits in a consistent and effective manner. Not only has science shown then advantages of medicating with this combination, but patients of all cannabis levels, have reported:

• Reduction in anxiety

• Reduction in chronic pain

• Increased sleep and deeper sleep

• A slowed response to stress and stressful events

• Migraine support and a reduced onset of migraines

• Nervous system conditions have been eliminated, such as tremors, hyperhidrosis and nervous tics.

The key here is to understand that no matter your cannabis experience, we have solutions that are targeted at reducing and potentially, eliminating some of your greatest health concerns. Let’s get you balanced with our balanced formulas!

 JAMILA