I understand you got to hear from Rosie about her small fascination with Lavender. The struggle is real people. Now, it's my turn. Are you ready?
Lavender is the bomb...but only if you use the real stuff. Most of the items in the stores claiming to use lavender are not using lavender. I have discussed this before. Know how I know this? Because, hello, I am a CPA and I know numbers and facts, and there are not enough lavender fields in the whole world to be able to produce the amount of lavender required to make these products. But I have frolicked in the real fields in Mona, Utah. I have touched, seen, and smelled the difference.
Lavender is the Swiss Army Knife of oils. Some people do not like the smell of Young Living Lavender straight from the bottle. Do you know why? Because our brains are used to the fake scents that we have been inundated with in products. I have actually had people return bottles to me saying the oil did not smell like the shampoo or lotion from Walmart. I hope to God not.
I also have people that won't even try the bottle because they hate the flowery smell they are used to in other products. We see this often from people that have lived outside of the US mainly because other countries have a higher standard of chemicals and toxins allowed in their products. Those brains are used to the real stuff and won't accept the fake items.
If I am breathing in this stuff, or putting in my foods, or applying it topically to my body or my kids sensitive skin, I want the real thing. Not a fake. Not a substandard product. Not a fragrance. I have a purpose and I want it to work. I don't have time or money for anything less than perfect. I want quality.
Do I really use it? Well, looking at my inventory (yes, I keep an inventory) I can tell you that I have purchased more bottles of Lavender from Young Living than any other oil. So, yes. I use it. Maybe you should too. Part 3 will be listing ALL of my uses. Stay tuned
Any idea what this magical bottle is?I'll tell you what it is...empty. 😭
This bottle has many names: Marriage Saver, Witch Recovery Oil, Female Relief, Timewarp Fantasies, Teenage Balancer, Mother of Dragons Potion, I Love Being a Girl Rainbow Sensation (okay...I made up that last one). So let's get real for a second here. I have shared lots of stories of my successes with Young Living products over the years. Most successes have been easy to measure...but some of them are harder to read.
Like using Peace & Calming and then having a good night't sleep. Or getting a sunburn and then applying Lavender or Lavaderm to the area. Or being really tired and inhaling some Peppermint to wake up. I have lots of stories like these.
But the real stories come when you least expect it...like consistently using an oil to help balance hormones and then running out...and seeing issues that you had not even known about.
So if you have heard my story, then you know that 6 years ago, I started experiencing some problems to the point of the doctors being sure I had cancer. Thankfully, it was not cancer but I was dealing with a major surgery having to deal with my reproductive system. They wanted to place me on more drugs to help balance the issues. That was how I got started with oils...I wanted a better option.
One of the oils I discovered and started using religiously everyday was Progessence Plus. Guys, I'm 46. Things happen. Things change. Symptoms are there...or they should be. But I didn't have any...until the last few weeks. Now I have lots. Besides my dislocated and broken shoulder, I have had no life or dietary or environmental changes. Now, I have hot flashes all day and night, PMS symptoms, extreme mood changes, migraines, can't sleep, have frequent trips to the bathroom, lots of cravings, no energy, and am generally just not comfortable.
I can't even. It is that bad. I do not take any other hormone balancing supplement or pill. This amazing smelling oil was my life. Sometimes, we don't know how awesome something is until we no longer have it.
Thankfully, my monthly order goes in tomorrow...I may buy 12,000 bottles. Anyone want one?
Yep...doing things old school. Just a little bit OG...even when traveling... I was introduced to The Red Drink awhile ago. I thought it was cool and sounded awesome, but I did not have time in my life for one more thing...until I did...last week.Wait...what's that you say? Hair, bones, joints, weight loss?!?! Ummmm....yes please.
I went to my toolbox, and I had all the ingredients, so I started making it. But then I had a 10 day trip coming up, and I didn't plan ahead and order more NingXia Red single packets to travel. I only had 2 left. Considered for a moment carrying a glass bottle of NingXia Red in my checked luggage. Even considered transporting it to a stainless steel tumbler...because 13 lbs over weight limit was not enough.
But then my super brilliant husband reminded me of the box of Nitro I had. Not exactly the same but will serve its purpose. And because I am basically like MacGyver, I dumped out the coffee creamer single serving container in my hotel room and made it a teaspoon scoop.
Told ya...OG...
Ya know...it happens.... I have worked really hard to build my immune system. I have also made every mama attempt to build my kids’ immune systems because germs.We very strictly run a chemical free home with our household, personal, and beauty products. We take our vitamins and supplements (ok...I tell them to take them). We have educated them on the oils that help support their immune system. We try not to eat crap...don’t judge though...far from perfect in this area because time... But...snot happens...because kids and hugs and germs and sharing...I have stressed the hugs and sharing part in their young lives so partly my fault...🤦🏼♀️ My daughter came home from college a month ago and was sicker than a dog for a week. She was nice enough to share that with her brother who ended up missing a week of school! 🤢
We then arrived home again from college on Sunday night to said brother laying on the couch coughing and surrounded by tissues...gross ones...🤧 Now, said brother has slightly different immunities and antibodies similar to other Aspies, so it is a constant battle that we are still trying to figure out. I know he won’t be as healthy as the others but he at least has the know how to take care of himself and make the right decisions with his oils and vitamins. 😴
So right now in our house, it’s EVERYTHING THIEVES. For prevention, for maintenance, for care, and for recovery. All I can say is my house and office smell amazing right now...and probably will as we get through Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, and Parenthood. 😷
Actually getting ready to place my monthly Young Living order and it really is EVERYTHING THIEVES....our version of a first aid kit...🧰
Targeted oil use because...tax season. I love taxes. (Stop vomiting). But I am not a fan of the deadlines, procrastination of clients, the government, and me, the lack of sleep, or the fact that people just don't like extensions. As humans, we avoid the ugly until we absolutely have to deal with it. After doing this though for 25 22 years, I have come to accept that this is my reality.
I especially hate it because it coincides with the beginning of the year, the beginning of the baseball season, and deadlines for little things like new schools and college applications. I have no time to shop and plan for healthy foods for myself, buy the creamer (insert Starbucks and Coffee Bean...please send coffee IV), clean my house, pay the bills (insert amazing husband), go back to the store for more required school supplies (insert AmazonPrime), or figure out why the oil videos won't upload to YouTube (insert techy 13 year old son that can deal with it because throwing pens and flash drives at the monitor wasn't working...and neither was the wine). I am dealing with new schedules, individual and business taxes, oh...and "my-star-is-definitely-out-of-alignment" scares.
My CPA day is 16 hours long but the government doesn't care and because I legally and ethically have to do my due diligence for my clients, I push forward. So I do what I can including surrounding myself with oils that make my brain work. Focus, concentration, accuracy, and getting the job done. Magnify Your Purpose is a part of my daily routine which I apply to my ears. But today, I stole my kids Brain Power and got a little crazy...leather diffuser bracelet, body spray, room diffuser. Between my cups of coffee (with peppermint), I think I should be good. And maybe...just maybe...I will be able to live through another tax season.
I especially hate it because it coincides with the beginning of the year, the beginning of the baseball season, and deadlines for little things like new schools and college applications. I have no time to shop and plan for healthy foods for myself, buy the creamer (insert Starbucks and Coffee Bean...please send coffee IV), clean my house, pay the bills (insert amazing husband), go back to the store for more required school supplies (insert AmazonPrime), or figure out why the oil videos won't upload to YouTube (insert techy 13 year old son that can deal with it because throwing pens and flash drives at the monitor wasn't working...and neither was the wine). I am dealing with new schedules, individual and business taxes, oh...and "my-star-is-definitely-out-of-alignment" scares.
My CPA day is 16 hours long but the government doesn't care and because I legally and ethically have to do my due diligence for my clients, I push forward. So I do what I can including surrounding myself with oils that make my brain work. Focus, concentration, accuracy, and getting the job done. Magnify Your Purpose is a part of my daily routine which I apply to my ears. But today, I stole my kids Brain Power and got a little crazy...leather diffuser bracelet, body spray, room diffuser. Between my cups of coffee (with peppermint), I think I should be good. And maybe...just maybe...I will be able to live through another tax season.
My boys. (Insert deep sigh)
People that know me know that I am the girliest girl around. So when God made me the mother of 3 boys, I laughed. Sometimes, I feel like God's Sunday comic strip. I look at the sky A LOT and say "Seriously?".
I get my daughter. I even understand her wackiness and her decisions because believe it or not, I was once 19. But my boys...I find myself tipping my head and giving them the often referred as "confused puppy tilt". I joke that I need 2 houses...one for my boys and one that is white and pretty with flowers everywhere, no shoes, no sports equipment, no electronics, no dirt, and no funky smells. Actually...not a joke.
But as much as I want to pull my hair out whenever I am with my boys, they have brought something to my life that is almost unexplainable. I was sure that the craziness of my world was just that...my world. Until I sat and watched a group of 15 young men in their early 20s that were...bored. God help us.
They were professional dancers in rehearsal delayed because of lighting issues. It was one of the funniest things I ever saw and made me realize that my boys were...wait for it...completely normal. The constant movement. The pranks. The joking. The laughing. It was contagious.
My boys have a brightness and spirit in their eyes that makes me believe in life and adventure and play. As I now have a 23-year-old, I have realized that this is not a childhood behavior but a male behavior that needs to be appreciated. My boys will keep me young. They will teach me patience. They give me energy. They make me smile.
They will also be the ones that protect me and love me and make sure I am safe. The relationship between a mother and her sons is not easily explained. It is just...life. We do our best to provide them guidance, to show them how to treat a woman, to stay on a path (squirrel!), and to love deeply. We are making fathers and husbands.
So enjoy the baseball games, the girlfriends, the funky smells, the dirty handprints, the video games, and the action heroes. And boys, remember that your mother accepted them.
People that know me know that I am the girliest girl around. So when God made me the mother of 3 boys, I laughed. Sometimes, I feel like God's Sunday comic strip. I look at the sky A LOT and say "Seriously?".
I get my daughter. I even understand her wackiness and her decisions because believe it or not, I was once 19. But my boys...I find myself tipping my head and giving them the often referred as "confused puppy tilt". I joke that I need 2 houses...one for my boys and one that is white and pretty with flowers everywhere, no shoes, no sports equipment, no electronics, no dirt, and no funky smells. Actually...not a joke.
But as much as I want to pull my hair out whenever I am with my boys, they have brought something to my life that is almost unexplainable. I was sure that the craziness of my world was just that...my world. Until I sat and watched a group of 15 young men in their early 20s that were...bored. God help us.
They were professional dancers in rehearsal delayed because of lighting issues. It was one of the funniest things I ever saw and made me realize that my boys were...wait for it...completely normal. The constant movement. The pranks. The joking. The laughing. It was contagious.
My boys have a brightness and spirit in their eyes that makes me believe in life and adventure and play. As I now have a 23-year-old, I have realized that this is not a childhood behavior but a male behavior that needs to be appreciated. My boys will keep me young. They will teach me patience. They give me energy. They make me smile.
They will also be the ones that protect me and love me and make sure I am safe. The relationship between a mother and her sons is not easily explained. It is just...life. We do our best to provide them guidance, to show them how to treat a woman, to stay on a path (squirrel!), and to love deeply. We are making fathers and husbands.
So enjoy the baseball games, the girlfriends, the funky smells, the dirty handprints, the video games, and the action heroes. And boys, remember that your mother accepted them.
Babies. They are constantly on my mind. Other peoples. Mine are grown, and I am old enough to be a Grandma (stop it...shut up). But my extension of friends has grown so much that it seems like everyday I am reading about a new little joining a family, a new little growing, or a new little arriving.
I wish I had known about essential oils and toxins and a chemical free home when mine were growing up. I remember taking my babies on airplane trips and all my parent friends saying just give them Tylenol and Benadryl before the flight and it will knock them out and keep them out of pain...AND WE DID!!!!! Now I look back and am disgusted.
I could have done such a better job as a parent and kept my babies safe and away from all the toxins in my home...instead I went along with the marketing and bought the pretty smelling candles (that left black marks on the walls), the air fresheners that we sprayed and plugged in (IN THE BABY'S ROOM!!!!!) to cover the diaper smell, and the cute fluffy bear dryer sheets because those were the ones that would make the clothes extra soft (only to find out later that they are the worst things that can be in a home). I am mortified. Even my kids...now understanding toxins and chemicals and poisons...ask me why. At least I know they will be better parents.
As I now have lots of baby and shower gifts to buy, I am giving these moms the gift of health and wellness for their babes. Some ideas: - Calming essential oils (Gentle Baby, Lavender, Roman Chamomile)
- Nontoxic Cleaners (Thieves Household Cleaner)
- Room Sprays (Lavender, Citrus Fresh, Purification, Thieves)
- Essential oils for various baby/kid issues (KidScents Line)
- Hand Soap (Thieves Foaming Handsoap)
- Skin support ointments and lotions (AnimalScents Ointment and Lavender Hand Lotion)
- Wool Dryer Balls & Lavender
- The Gentle Baby book (full of SOOOOOOO many recipes and helpful tips)
Ultimately, our best gift is to educate our future parents and give them the resources and knowledge that we never had.
I wish I had known about essential oils and toxins and a chemical free home when mine were growing up. I remember taking my babies on airplane trips and all my parent friends saying just give them Tylenol and Benadryl before the flight and it will knock them out and keep them out of pain...AND WE DID!!!!! Now I look back and am disgusted.
I could have done such a better job as a parent and kept my babies safe and away from all the toxins in my home...instead I went along with the marketing and bought the pretty smelling candles (that left black marks on the walls), the air fresheners that we sprayed and plugged in (IN THE BABY'S ROOM!!!!!) to cover the diaper smell, and the cute fluffy bear dryer sheets because those were the ones that would make the clothes extra soft (only to find out later that they are the worst things that can be in a home). I am mortified. Even my kids...now understanding toxins and chemicals and poisons...ask me why. At least I know they will be better parents.
As I now have lots of baby and shower gifts to buy, I am giving these moms the gift of health and wellness for their babes. Some ideas: - Calming essential oils (Gentle Baby, Lavender, Roman Chamomile)
- Nontoxic Cleaners (Thieves Household Cleaner)
- Room Sprays (Lavender, Citrus Fresh, Purification, Thieves)
- Essential oils for various baby/kid issues (KidScents Line)
- Hand Soap (Thieves Foaming Handsoap)
- Skin support ointments and lotions (AnimalScents Ointment and Lavender Hand Lotion)
- Wool Dryer Balls & Lavender
- The Gentle Baby book (full of SOOOOOOO many recipes and helpful tips)
Ultimately, our best gift is to educate our future parents and give them the resources and knowledge that we never had.
I love my oils. You know that. I am always telling you. I talk about oils for immune system support and stress release and hormone support and healthy skin and relaxation and body comfort. But there is a strong purpose for essential oils that is not often talked about: emotional support.
We are constantly surrounded by negativity and drama and truly sad events. This is part of life that we all have to get through yet is often unspoken. It is not until something major and unexpected happens that we all ask how and why. Some of us are survivors and some of us are just barely hanging on, but we have all been exposed. Death of a loved one, sickness, postpartum depression, suicide, eating disorders, homelessness.
Last year, I was surrounded by friends and family that experienced so much death. A friend's husband passed after a long battle with cancer leaving her to care for her young children without their dad. My grandfather became an angel and although he was again with his best friend and the love of his life, my heart ached as he left behind a loving supportive family. I just talked with another dear friend that has a parent on a fast decline. The person who I consider to be my older sister lost her husband in an ATV accident and had to watch him suffer for three weeks.
Many ask me about essential oils to help them cope (and be supportive for their family) and something to just keep their loved one at peace and comfortable. There is one oil that comes to mind. White Angelica. This is a blend that is beyond words. When I use it, I feel the negativity around me disappear. I feel like the supportive angels that I know are always part of my life are there lifting me. I feel protected.
Death and sadness are as much a part of life as birth and happiness. You can't have one without the other. My only prayer for those struggling is that they find peace and comfort.
We are constantly surrounded by negativity and drama and truly sad events. This is part of life that we all have to get through yet is often unspoken. It is not until something major and unexpected happens that we all ask how and why. Some of us are survivors and some of us are just barely hanging on, but we have all been exposed. Death of a loved one, sickness, postpartum depression, suicide, eating disorders, homelessness.
Last year, I was surrounded by friends and family that experienced so much death. A friend's husband passed after a long battle with cancer leaving her to care for her young children without their dad. My grandfather became an angel and although he was again with his best friend and the love of his life, my heart ached as he left behind a loving supportive family. I just talked with another dear friend that has a parent on a fast decline. The person who I consider to be my older sister lost her husband in an ATV accident and had to watch him suffer for three weeks.
Many ask me about essential oils to help them cope (and be supportive for their family) and something to just keep their loved one at peace and comfortable. There is one oil that comes to mind. White Angelica. This is a blend that is beyond words. When I use it, I feel the negativity around me disappear. I feel like the supportive angels that I know are always part of my life are there lifting me. I feel protected.
Death and sadness are as much a part of life as birth and happiness. You can't have one without the other. My only prayer for those struggling is that they find peace and comfort.
Because what else would you do on a winter Saturday Night in Las Vegas when its a beautiful 75 degrees but make body butter?
We live in the desert. Not good for the skin especially if you unfortunately already suffer from skin issues like eczema like my teenage daughter. There were many times in our early years here when we would end up in the ER with her during the excessive heat or very cold days because of bloody skin and hives.
She has gotten better over the years but still has to keep her skin extra moisturized. Thank God we discovered essential oils that also help support the skin. So my solution is making whipped body butter with those specific oils for her to use on a regular basis. So easy and leaves her feeling more comfortable.
And the best part is we are not rubbing toxic chemicals all over her body. No fragrances. No harm chemicals. No words that we can't pronounce. It is tough enough surviving as a young woman in the world. Why would we purposely add the increased chance of chronic and life threatening diseases or hormone disruptors. No. My daughter is going to have a better chance for a healthy life. As her mother, I owe her that. #knowbetterdobetter
Understand before you raise your eyebrows. CBD is not a bad word. THC is the one you are thinking.
Remember when they thought drinking alcohol and Coke products meant you were going to hell? Then remember when they thought drinking alcohol and smoking cigarettes during pregnancy were ok? And then they weren’t? And then vaping was the safe alternative? And then it wasn’t?
We all have choices. Do your homework. Know your options. Ask the questions.
This right here has ZERO THC, is of the highest quality growth, is safe for children and pets, and is supported by Young Living.
This right here with the peppermint is my best friend. Don’t knock my best friend down. She (yes, it’s a she...a mother in fact) helps me with my aging and injured body, helps me through the next stages of being a woman, helps me with my seasonal issues (that in Las Vegas is 12 months long now), helps control the pressure and vision impairing issues that are chronically part of my, helps keep things flowing and comfortable...as they should be when I am traveling or just eating the way a busy person eats, and helps wake me up and keep me awake because it’s tax season, and I left the office at midnight.
Yep. She completes me.
Who is your best friend in the Young Living or Nature’s Ultra Family? Tell us. We won’t judge. Promise. You be you.
Hi. My name is Rosie. Long time user. First time spokesdog. Thank you for having me today. My story started with my mom. She got me into this mess and now I can't get enough. I heard the word addiction used the other day...so I guess that is what it is.I am 6 1/2. I live in Las Vegas, NV but am a Kansas Girl by birth. I was just a baby when my mom brought these strange looking bottles into the house. She always had this blowing machine going but I liked to eat anything plastic so it was kept up high and I was too short to see what it was. All I knew was that when it was blowing, I would try to sleep next to it. It made me feel happy and protected.
I had to sleep in a den at night and when my family was gone, but mom knew I liked the smells and would move the blowing thing by my den. When I got older, the den went away, and I slept on my parent's bed. The blowing thing was always going. Nights were heaven. But then something magical happened. I saw mom pour stuff from the purple bottle in her hand and put it on her face and hair! I have hair too! So when I smelled the bottle being opened, I would go lay on her feet! After the 3rd time, she got the message and rubbed some of it on me.
OMG. I. Smelled. Amazing. Mom said so too. She even made me a spray bottle for the summer time after swimming to make me look and smell like sunshine!
My city is very dry and sometimes I start sneezing and get all itchy. Mom knew I liked the purple bottle stuff (which as I am now an adult I know is called lavender...what a funny word) so she mixed it with some other oils and rubbed it on my coat. She said they were lemon and peppermint. I do not like the green stuff and run as fast as I can before she puts it on me but it really does help me feel better.
I guess you could say I love the stuff. Now mom is even ordering me a box EVERY MONTH that has more bottles, my treats, and my shampoo! So although this is an "addiction", I think it is a good thing. And if someone tries to take my Lavender away, they may find that ALL their leather shoes will be missing parts.
