Over the years, my restless legs syndrome has gotten worse so that it’s just not at night. It affects car rides, sitting in classes or meetings, and even if I fall asleep anytime during the day. 😣
I’m super tired of medication for everything, so I decided to try my oils (honestly, not expecting anything bc at the time I felt so defeated).
I ADMIT TO YOU NOW… I WAS WRONG!!!
As with any remedy, you must use it for it to work, but when I do… NOT a single twitch, jump, or need to shake or constantly move my legs.😃
👏 THIS IS A GAME CHANGER for me. 👏
🌿Here’s what I did:🌿
2.4 oz unscented lotion (Right now I’m using a commercial brand, but I plan on making my own next time)
40 drops Frankincense
10 drops Copaiba
Combine well and place in a travel squeeze bottle. I do recommend a small glass pump bottle rather than the one pictured here. Essential oils can break down plastic allowing the chemicals to leach into the mixture.
Use: I’ve been massaging this lotion onto the bottom of my feet at night…sometimes before bed, sometimes when I sit down to relax. A-MAZ-ING!
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They’re cute. So perfect. They fit in the palm of our hand and they feel oh, so good there. They are the vessels of wellness; and in their time of need, we don’t want to just throw them out. So… what then?
Dramatic? Maybe. But I know, deep down, you feel the same way. Here are some ideas for reusing your treasured essential oil bottles.
For the ideas directly below, do not wash the bottles:
- If you’re anything like me, you love sharing a good thing. Use the last drops in your bottles to share with your friends!
- Take the lid off and set your favorite one in the corner of your dresser drawer or shelf of your closet.
- Place an empty Purify or Lemon in the bottom of the garbage can.
- Leave one in the side of your car door. Oooh, lavender or Citrus Bliss
- Fill a squat mason jar with epsom salt and bury your empties in the jar. The salts will absorb the oils and then the salt will make an excellent detox bath.
For the rest of the list, you want to wash your bottles first. Use water and a tad of Castile soap. Then, to remove strong scents, fill the bottle with baking soda and allow to sit overnight, rinsing out in the morning.
- Use it as a mini-vase for those tiny blue bells and wild orchids. This is also a good vase for those little picked “flowers” that our toddlers bring to use.
- Use this clean amber bottle as a container for new blends that you love instead of buying new empty bottles.
- Use a couple for portable Fractionated Coconut Oil. This is always good to have with you in case you need to dilute on the spot or you’ve used a hot oil that needs dilution. NOTE: never use water to dilute a hot oil if you experience too much heat or burning. Oil and water do not mix and so the water will simply make it worse. FCO will dilute the essential oil.
- Turn clean bottles into a portable bug repellent spray or roll-on. Mix up several and keep them in the diaper bag, purse, backpack, sport equipment bag… You can purchase rollerballs and spray tops here and find bug repellent recipes here.
- I’ve heard that some people use them to start their seedlings. I think you must have to keep an eye on them so they can be transferred before the roots are too much for the bottle.
Do you have any other ideas for reusing your essential oil bottles? I’d love to hear about them. Please, share them in the comments so others can benefit from your ideas.
Until next time, take the Small Steps…they get you there too and you can enjoy the journey.
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Teachers, nurses, and, well frankly anyone in a helping field of work, including parenting tend to take care of others first and ourselves rarely. We often drain ourselves and spend the weekends trying to catch up, be with our family, and be with ourselves. All of this while the demands of work are increased through legislation, cutbacks, etc.
We love what we do. We are good at it. It’s why we made the choice to do it. Most of the time we immerse ourselves in it because it fills our hearts while it drains the rest of us. AND we want to continue to have the impact we have on people.
I once heard a reading of a children’s book about bucket fillers. When we have an emotionally, physically, and spiritually full bucket we are able to give to others. If we don’t refill that bucket in some way, it becomes empty, and we begin to wear on ourselves while giving to others. This results in stress, grouchiness, burn out, lower immunity, illness, and worse if allowed to xontinue.
Thank goodness there are nourishing ways to refill our buckets that don’t require a lot of money and time. Here fu are some of my favorites:
- Enjoy a hobby – find something you can absolutely get lost in, where you don’t notice time passing. Give
yourself permission to do it. For me it’s macro photography. Admittedly, it’s a three season hobby, but when it’s me, the camera and the flower I think of nothing else.
- Create a safe haven – it doesn’t matter where, but it must be a no work, no stress zone. Maybe you diffuse oils or burn incense. Spoilyourself with beauty and peace and nice lighting and scents and things that make your soul feel alive.
- Bathe – no, don’t clean. Indulge in a luxurious silky bath with lighting and maybe a book. No time for bath? Make some lavender salts and enjoy a warm foot soak and a glass of your favorite wine.
- Walk – take a short walk and absorb the sunlight. This is not a power walk, my sweet soul, this is a walk that feeds you. Open your arms and turn your face to the sun. This is a good on for a lunchtime.
- Speaking of lunch, start taking it – you need the break and the nourishment. Leave your work space and eat.
- Gather with friends – laugh, talk, blow off steam. These people get you…you offer each other mutual support and acceptance.
With these small steps you can take care of yourself and fill your own bucket. Do you have a favorite bucket filling idea? Please comment and let us know.
Hugs and love,
I’ve been thinking a lot about the place where grew up. The address was 22 1/2 East Main Street. My only guess at the time for the 1/2 is because it seems like it was slid in between 2 main houses on the street. The only visible part of our house from the street was our driveway. Our mailbox was nailed to the porch of the house on the left of our driveway and my mom would pull in the driveway each night, stop, open her door halfway, and pull the mail out of the mailbox, hardly getting out of the car. That driveway was divided by a small cement barrier and on the other side was the driveway for our landlord who was also the town historian at the time. I felt like he was ancient and represented history all by himself. Our half of the driveway meandered back a couple 100 yd over a dilapidated bridge that crossed a creek. Then it turned a 90ﾟ angle and opened up into a place where my mother could park her car.
In front of the car was a small yard sorrounded by ever green and trees. I have a very distinct memory of sitting in a little patch of grass with the sun shining on me while I was writing and listening to the Eagles’ Hotel California. It was a little yard. I couldn’t even call it a lawn because most the time it was covered with leaves. Those rotting kinds of leaves that pile from one to the next, but in this particular memory there was a clear patch of grass and the Sun was shining through the trees. It was also the first time I remember knowing all the words to hotel California. I used to love the Eagles. I still do. It makes me laugh when the kids today listen to the songs of then and sing them like they just invented them.
I had the chicken pox while we lived in that apartment. I remember being scratchy during the night. When I woke up I went into my mother’s room and told her that I think I have the chicken pox. She didn’t even lift her head up off the pillow. She just said go watch cartoons and that’s what I did. I
remember sitting Indian style on the floor in front of the TV watching that cartoon, Heckle and Jeckle trying not to scratch. Those were the days when everybody brought their kids over so they would also be exposed to the chicken pox just to get it over with.
Maybe I’m thinking of these memories because both of my sons are around the same Age I was at that Time. They’re building the same memories that I built back then by playing basketball in the cul de sac, joking around in the kitchen, roughhousing while I’m trying to cook dinner, sitting together and talking, working together against to me to try to annoy me, having their friends over, and yes messing with Google Home and playing the songs of yesteryear because that’s what they hear me playing.
Yesterday, in class, my group of 5th graders had an impromptu discussion about survival, mostly brought on by our recent storms resulting in “long-term” loss of electricity for many of them. “Long-term” for these youngsters is anything that interferes with their wi-fi connection or ability to charge their devices or play on their gaming systems. Much of my class was without electricity for a week or better. Fortunately, I teach in an area where generators are aplenty.
One of my students mentioned survival and phone in the same sentence and that led to a whole new discussion. What is the difference between surviving and living? I’d guess that some people think they are one in the same, and much of the class did too until we started to define our terms a little more. We decided that Survive meant a living, breathing, thinking person. Living, on the other hand, involved deriving some form of enjoyment out of life.
With that under our belts, we had a brainstorming discussion, during which students threw out ideas and soon they began to categorize their thoughts. Students felt that to survive meant that they simply needed basic food, water, shelter of some kind, and some heat (depending). To live meant something completely different. Students believed that to live they would need those things to survive, but they would also need proper medical care (they said medicine), love and attention, they’re devices (several said books), a job in order to have many of those things. They admitted that “those things” did not have to be the newest, best, or most, but they did see that they needed a job in order to supply the things that made a difference between surviving and living.
It’s not always the curriculum that leaves me satisfied at the end f the day. In fact, it’s rarely the curriculum. It’s often the moments between the curriculum, the ad hoc discussions, the quick exchanges beside the desk. That’s when I feel the most satisfaction about the impact I have on students.
Fibromyalgia. It’s one of those conditions that people only understand if they’ve experienced it. Seriously. I know some say, “I know pain, I’ve given birth.” Or “I’ve had (fill in the blank) surgery.” I get that you can understand the physical pain,
but fibromyalgia is more, much more than that.
Fibromyalgia is this knotted ball of yarn composed of physical, emotional, and neurological, symptoms. You don’t know from day to day which symptoms will flare up and where. Or maybe this will be a good day. You might have all around
body pain, causing a hitch when you walk or you’re feeling those damn gastrointestinal symptoms again…cramps, bloating, diarrhea. Maybe today it’s just inattention; we call it fibrofog.
We are not making it up. It’s exhausting, sometimes confusing and misdiagnosed. As some e who isn’t a fan of medication, I can tell you there are things we can do to help ourselves. Here’s what I’ve found helpful:
- Movement and fresh air – no it’s not easy, but I’m grateful to my guy and my doggo for getting me moving.
- Yoga – it sucks getting there, but it sure does feel good after. Restorative yoga is a good place to start.
- Massage – make sure you’re working with someone experienced with fibromyalgia…word of mouth is good here.
- Stress Management – Stress is a big trigger for me, so I manage it by spending 30 minutes to myself when I get home from work. I diffuse lavender essential oil and relax before taking on the evening.
- Meditation – I’ve learned that meditation doesn’t have to be the sit-on-a-mountaintop type of practice. Simple mindfulness is also excellent.
What natural wellness ideas have helped for you? Leave a comment and let us know how you’ve been experiencing pain and its management. I’d love to know.
Small Steps will get us there.
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