Juliette de Bairacli-Levy
When I was a little girl, I remember sitting on the edge of my puri dai's bed, as she would tell me stories. I didn't equate these stories with our Hungarian Gypsy background at the time, but something in the rhythm of my grandmother's speech patterns wove a tapestry of dreams within the subconscious of my mind that would reawaken many years later. You see, my family didn't declare it's race of origin and we learned little of our culture growing up. I found out many years later that this was a way of protecting us kids from persecution that had become a curse on the gypsies since the birth of Buddha.
In 2003, Maria and I presented at the Northern California Women's Herbal Symposium for the first time. That same year, a little woman... Juliette de Baracli-Levy was presenting. Juliette, we came to learn, had been writing herbal books since the 1930s, and the wisdom they contained was gleamed from Gypsy wisdom. To the women gathered, she was known as the Grandmother of Modern Herbology, and she was an acknowledge pioneer of holistic veterinary medicine. After her presentation I went up and introduced myself, and shared a prayer I had learned in my native language, Rom. Tears welled up in Juliette's eyes and a bond was formed.
While we were sharing, our roommate at the time, Jini Reynolds was making arrangements for Juliette to come stay with us at our shared home near Ukiah. During her time with us, while others came to learn her wisdom of herbs, I sat for hours learning a side of my Gypsy ancestory that I had never been exposed to. Through Juliette's stories I was inspired to move forward and learn more of my tradition's healing ways, including the Vas Pesh... HandWalking, a form of medical palmistry, that I now practice and teach extensively throughout the United States.
But the real joy of my time with this little lady who is now over 100 years old and living back in Europe, was the moment she held me and called me granddaughter. The agreement between us being, she could only be called Puri dai. I will never forget my time with her, and the colorful stories that linked us in common heritage. She is part of the foundations that have made me the healer I am today, and I am proud to be the continuance of her teachings.
Loko Monogosee... light of my heart,
Lynda Yraceburu
In 2003, Maria and I presented at the Northern California Women's Herbal Symposium for the first time. That same year, a little woman... Juliette de Baracli-Levy was presenting. Juliette, we came to learn, had been writing herbal books since the 1930s, and the wisdom they contained was gleamed from Gypsy wisdom. To the women gathered, she was known as the Grandmother of Modern Herbology, and she was an acknowledge pioneer of holistic veterinary medicine. After her presentation I went up and introduced myself, and shared a prayer I had learned in my native language, Rom. Tears welled up in Juliette's eyes and a bond was formed.
While we were sharing, our roommate at the time, Jini Reynolds was making arrangements for Juliette to come stay with us at our shared home near Ukiah. During her time with us, while others came to learn her wisdom of herbs, I sat for hours learning a side of my Gypsy ancestory that I had never been exposed to. Through Juliette's stories I was inspired to move forward and learn more of my tradition's healing ways, including the Vas Pesh... HandWalking, a form of medical palmistry, that I now practice and teach extensively throughout the United States.
But the real joy of my time with this little lady who is now over 100 years old and living back in Europe, was the moment she held me and called me granddaughter. The agreement between us being, she could only be called Puri dai. I will never forget my time with her, and the colorful stories that linked us in common heritage. She is part of the foundations that have made me the healer I am today, and I am proud to be the continuance of her teachings.
Loko Monogosee... light of my heart,
Lynda Yraceburu