I began my journey into medicine back when I was a little girl growing up.
My Grandfather was a medicine man and a Jet mechanic. Being an employee of Delta back in day, gave him and grandma huge freedom to travel all over the world. Grandpa had an air of mischief and mystery surrounding him. He had huge, beautiful gardens and a Forbidden Zone Greenhouse in his back yard. I was never allowed in his Greenhouse or lab.
Mom had huge gardens in our backyard. The whole family and cousins and uncles all came over and helped build up each garden bed area and help plant all our food for the season. It was a beautiful childhood looking back. Daddy would share a pig, a cow with one of his farmer buddies every year for our meat. The milk man came to our house every other day. 7 kids in the family. My father was a fine finish house painter, an artist, plus so much more.
We had horses, a lake house at the Lake of the Ozarks, a houseboat, all kinds of boats, dirt bikes, lots of fun. Daddy always made sure we spent alot of time in the outdoors. Why? Because he loved the outdoors. He was a great father.
Then one day I met a man I thought was wonderful and married him. 1 year after we married I got pregnant an had my first child. We had 3 children together. Modern medicine began to fail me immediately in all area’s of my life. So for the first time as an adult I began studying herbal medicine and began using in small ways in my families lives. Life was interesting and wonderful for a few years. Then I began a new education. The education of how to hand Insane People. The a man who was my husband started slipping into Paranoid Schizophenia and became increasing violent.
I was raised Roman Catholic. He became increasingly jealous of our new son and became violent with me. He used to beat the shit out me. It was horrible. I had 2 more kids. I loved the kids. Tom beat me religiously every 3 months for 4 years. Afterwards he would rape me. I hated him. I’d walk around him at night afterwards with my Smith n Wesson 357 Magnum and think about blowing his head off.
I’d look into my kids rooms, shake my head and put my gun away.
He never touched the kids violently thank god. I’d have had to done something sinful had that happened. The last time he beat me and tried to smother me on the couch, I somehow got away. I somehow got away with a knife and ran a couple miles into a graveyard. I sat there beside the lake and talked to god inside my head while I cried. I felt trapped with this husband being a faithful roman catholic young woman. When he wouldn’t answer I did what I came there to do. Tried to cut my throat, the knife was too dull, it wouldn’t cut……
I heard God whisper in my ear: I have a plan for you my daughter. Put the knife down. Go home, get a divorce. I’d never thought to divorce my husband. So, I went home, acted like everything was okay and planned my exit strategy.
At that time, I had a thriving business in my name Tom’s Exotic Aquatics. I owned and operated it myself fully. My husband was unemployable by then.
This is where I learned all about prescription Medicine. I ordered all my drugs for all my fresh and saltwater fish, reptiles, small animals from Dynapet. It came all carded up with my company name printed on the packages! One of my best customers was a pharmacists. She educated me on what all these medicines did and how to use them. The rest I learned in books. People started bringing in their animals to get their nails clipped, shots, their snakes and reptiles sexed and wormed, mite treatments, operations on lizards, and snakes that needed help desperately … Learned how breed many different kinds of snakes, lizards, frogs and fish. The Pet Shop was my safe zone. I loved it.
The Raytown, MO Police Officers and Other Officers would show up in a huge groups and I’d lock the door and feed all the reptiles for them. I met the chief of police this way. He took me under his wing and taught me how to protect myself and fight Ty Kwon Do. I loved martial arts. After I left my husband I needed good people like this looking out for me and my children.
This is the beginning of my story. Please come back tomorrow for more!
February 1, 2019
Hi! Its been more than a day since I wrote added to my Medicine Woman Story. Sorry it took so long to get back here. When writing about such thick emotional stuff, its good to sit back and digest the info before writing more. I’m ready to share more of my story with you today!
After my first divorce I became a private police officer. My boss would put me out on stakeouts watching Cocaine and Meth drug dealers and taking notes, reporting in. That ended when my boss came bye where I was on stakeout and lead me down a dark alley and unzipped his pants, requesting a blow job. I had a Smith & Wesson 38 Caliber piston in the holster on my hip and a number of other weapons on my belt, including my hands…..
I thought about, reminding him of this. Instead, I heard myself tell him (Dusty Rhoades of Kansas City, Kansas Police Department) to GO and FUCK HIMSELF!
Then I quit! After sharing this confrontation with my coworkers they all rebelled and disappeared for 2 weeks with me at Sturgis 😀
Upon returning to Kansas City, Missouri I tried to hire the head of the Bar Association. He told I had a hell of a case, but they represented the Police Department and couldn’t represent me. So I moved to Colorado! Time to leave Missouri behind and live where the weather suits my attitude and needs.
Upon arriving in Beautiful Colorado my life became great again! Got a job working for the Breckenridge Brewery as a Hostess plus I started my own Painting Company “Lyons Painting Colorado. I’m a bit of a wizard with a paintbrush in my hand. Business was good! It was at the Breckenridge Brewery that I met my next husband. I decided what kind of man I wanted and needed in my life at that time and cast a very strong spell. It was so strong, we met the next day.
That was 19 years ago. Upon meeting this man Richard Squire; something changed inside me. I started looking deeper into myself and purpose of existance. Started talking to God everyday asking for guidance. I was at a crossroad many times with myself. My job was bartending then at The Buffallo Rose in Golden Colorado. One day a palm reader came up to me and asked to read my hand. I let her… She told me my path was changing.. Told me I was gonna move onto a career that helps others and is full of sunlight no longer working at restuarants and bars. Life was waiting for me to start on my path!
So, I took her guidance and applied for a position as a Private Caregiver for a Service in Golden, CO. Worked for that company for a few months then began my own Private Caregiving Business. It was wonderful assisting elderly ladies and gentlemen. They told me alot of interesting stories and great advice. Its was a great time in my life.
I quickly learned what happens to all of us when we get too sick or too old to care for ourselves properly. Decided right then those things were not gonna be a part of my life when I’m old. So I dived back into the study and research of natural medicine and herbal cures. When I wasn’t caring for others I was home studing, asking god for help creating recipes to help my clients get healthier. After spending all my time taking care of others I got really sick with pneumonia for 3 months. Richard my husband got it in his head that I was sick for so long because I was depressed. He asked me “If you could do anything at all, What would it be? If you didn’t have to worry about finances for 6 months?” I told him I wanted to start my own business BONNIES BALMS and formulate and manufacture all the products I’d been making at home and gifting my clients, friends and family.
June 10,2008 Bonnie’s Balms was born unto me! Through my dreams I formulate and find the herbs needed for the health and pain relief needed for myself and others. Every recipe I have formulated came to me while asleep. Upon waking I write them down. Through research and developement all the other parts like natural preservatives, ect are added in.