I only discovered mũnathi’s medicinal properties while researching for this project. Previously, I viewed the plant with suspicion, associating its fruit with the sodom apple (ndongu) and the kay apple (kaiyaba), which we were advised against touching as children. I was pleasantly surprised to learn of its medicinal benefits and delicious taste, as reported by others. I haven’t yet tried it myself, but now that I understand its importance, I look forward to exploring it.
Mũthũnga, which we affectionately called the “wishing dudu” as children, evokes memories of childhood magic—the delight of making a wish and sending it out to the universe. As I grew older, the enchantment of the “wishing dudu” faded. Learning about its numerous curative properties has reminded me that magic can be found in even the most unexpected places. I was initially captivated by the vibrant flowers of the mũcii, blooming freely in the open fields on my family’s land. Their striking orange blooms always seemed perfect for a bouquet.
Of all the weeds, mũchege stands out as the most persistent. During visits to my grandparents’ farm, my socks, shoes, and trousers would become covered in its prickly seeds, requiring considerable effort to remove. Though I once considered it a nuisance, I now recognise that even the most troublesome things can provide relief and benefits.
In exploring these often overlooked weeds, I’ve found that beauty truly exists in the most unexpected places. Each plant, from the humble mũnathi to the resilient mũchege, reveals a profound lesson about our connectedness to the land and the potential for healing ourselves. By delving into their hidden virtues, we not only enhance our understanding of the natural world but also renew our connection to life itself. These discoveries remind us that even in the most unassuming corners of our environment, there lies a wealth of wisdom and wonder, inviting us to embrace and cherish the intricate tapestry of existence.
