Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Just Admit It

I hate the moment when I have to admit, that indisputably, I Am Sick.  It's like being conquered by an army of germs, and I really hate losing.  In pretty much anything.  Ask my husband.  He doesn't like to play games with me because I gloat.  I pout.  And I've been known to cheat on occasion.  I like to think I make up for all that bad behavior by being a whole lot of fun while playing.  So anyhow, last night around 11pm,  and since I'm stubborn and still wasn't willing to admit germ defeat, I whipped up a batch of Flu Fighter potion with my essential oils.  I put a couple of drops on 2 cotton balls and slipped them into my pillowcase and my youngest boy's.  He's sick too.  Poor guy.

Flu Fighter Potion

6 drops Eucalyptus
4 drops Lavender
2 drops Peppermint
2 drops Rosemary

Mix all the oils together.  You can put 3 drops in a diffuser, put 2 drops in a bath, add 3 drops to 2 teaspoons vegetable oil (I used good old canola oil from the pantry) and massage the oil onto the lung areas (chest and back).  You can also put 2 drops on a cotton ball and slip it into your pillowcase at bedtime.


This handy little potion is not my own creation.  It is straight out the book Aromatherapy through the Seasons by Judith Fitzsimmons and Paula M. Bousquet.  It's a great starter aromatherapy book if you're interested.  You get a bit of information about the properties of the essential oils and then great recipes for different things.
Today is one of my oldest, girlhood, friend's birthday. A little over a year ago, she suffered through a terrible tragedy.  And because life happens, it has been far too long since I have called her to see how she is doing.  That's one of those things they don't tell you about being the grown-up.  It is busy.  And there just isn't time for everything you used to and still want, to do.   When we last spoke, she was casting out the seeds of bitterness that were trying to take root in her heart, and replacing them with love.  She's like that.  She inspires me that way.

So right after I apply some more Flu Fighter aromatherapy oil to my chest...I'm going to call my good friend A and thank her for being just who she is. 

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