Biography
Tierra began his study and practice in 1968 while living in a commune, Black Bear Ranch, in the Klamath National Forest in northern California. He learned the wild forest plants and healing traditions of the Yurok and Karok American Indians. He moved to Vancouver where he studied with Dr. Christopher.
He moved to San Francisco, where he studied acupuncture with Efrem Korngold, Foon Lee Wong and Miriam Lee. He studied Ayurvedic medicine and yoga with Baba Hari Dass. He moved to Santa Cruz in 1976, where he started a holistic medicine school, the Garden of Sanjivani. Tierra received his Acupuncture and N.D. degrees, and studied Ayurvedic medicine in India for three months. He received his Oriental Medical doctor's degree (OMD) from the San Francisco College of Acupuncture in 1987. He was among the first group from the United States to study herbal medicine in China.
In 1979, Tierra received a distinguished achievement award for Master Herbalist from Dr. Christopher at the Herbal Symposium.
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