Life with dōTERRA

doTERRA Wild Orange

doTERRA Wild Orange

It is no secret I use essential oils. Every day and in every way.  I sniff, diffuse, apply, ingest and rave on to anyone within earshot, about how much I love my dōTERRA oils. I have used many brands of essential oils over the years as fragrance for my body and also in my massage practice.  None have had such a profound influence upon me as the dōTERRA Certified Therapeutic Grade oils. I have found them to be a very effective addition to my healing and balancing work and my life.

I will never forget the evening, five years ago, when I was handed a sample bottle of dōTERRA’s Wild Orange.  I was attending a Zonta meeting and remember saying, extremely loudly from memory, ‘that smells so pure, what on earth is it?’  I was blown away and instantly captivated.  I immediately welcomed dōTERRA into my life.

For as long as I can remember, I have always had a sensitivity to smells.  I have an extremely low tolerance for cigarette smoke, in fact none!  To think I too used to be a smoker, many, many years ago.  Eek!
I remember working in London with a woman whose application of perfume was enough to knock you dead!  If she had been in the elevator before I arrived, I could smell this cloying fragrance that was nauseating! No one opened windows in Regent Street offices. I did!  I was gagging for any air that did not reek of perfume and especially chemicals!

I use my dōTERRA oils to bring balance into my life emotional, physically, mentally and spiritually.  That doesn’t mean my life is perfect.  Far from it.  Challenges continue to arise, moments of doubt and fear come and go. Moods go up and down.  I do have a lot to be grateful for though, thanks to my dōTERRA oils.

Eighteen months ago I was driving one of five cars involved in a pile up. Three vehicles behind me were unable to stop in time and piled into my stationery vehicle, bang, bang, bang!  I remember being in a twisted position after swinging my car hard to the left to miss the car in front of me and coming to a stop, a whisker short of hitting that car.  I glanced in the rear vision and realised what was about to happen. The force of the collision from behind impacted on the driver’s side, pushing me into the car in front.  My foot was so hard on the brake that I am surprised it did not go through the floor.  I was trying to stop the unstoppable!  I was 65 years of age when that occurred.  I had never been involved in an accident in my life and remember clearly everything around me, in me and of me, shattering into millions of tiny pieces.

The result of course was whiplash, PTSD, a torn gluteus muscle (which was not confirmed until 3 months later) and anger.  So much anger.  This was not so much blaming, or finger pointing, but an anger, triggered by the collision, that continues to bubble and burst through, in conversation, in my head at other drivers. When driving these days there are those, who in my view, are driving recklessly in front of me, beside me and behind me.  Talk about hyper vigilance! Then there is the anger at the loss of my comfortable lifestyle before it was all shook up.

Alas, I am unable to massage, something I love doing so much, in the numbers I could. My life has irrevocably changed!  Seemingly through something outside my control.

So, the oils! PTSD does not disappear easily.  It has many layers and masks!  My dōTERRA oils continue to help me so much.frankincense_card1_web(pp_w765_h546)

A roller bottle containing Frankincense and Wild Orange in equal parts has been a constant since being accused, by those closest to me, of being deeply depressed and not nice to be around earlier this year. Then there is the ritual of placing Ylang Ylang on the back of my neck each morning, using Lavender Peace on my pillow and top sheet every evening, ingesting Frankincense in honey, drinking lots of water with Lemon drops in it and diffusing uplifting or calming oils to help with mood.

Life goes on. You see, I refuse to take anti depressants!  For the most part, I refuse to take anti biotics as well. So it is up to my relationship with Mother Nature to continue the healing process.  An ongoing journey no doubt, yet ever so more enhanced, I believe, by the use of my dōTERRA oils.

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TELLING OUR STORY

TriedEver felt completely drained, depleted, exhausted, sapped and completely empty with nothing left to give? Not to yourself or anyone else? Pushed, pulled, torn apart, pressed and bent in all kinds of directions? Challenge upon challenge that is deeply personal, wiping you out, leaving a fatigued, bruised, angry and empty self?

We all respond to challenges and pain in our own unique way. Mostly, I myself and many I notice around me, have suppressed, stuffed down and repressed deep inside that which we do not know how to deal with.  Most noticeably this can be child hood trauma, all sorts of abuse, bullying, death and dying, divorce, moving home and the stress of living life.

Throughout my journey of becoming more consciously aware of life, the stories I carry, the experiences that challenge me, the patterns I have formed, have all been dealt with in many ways, from Dynamic Meditation, being in silence for three months, writing journals, dancing, being very vocal and angry and getting nowhere it seems. Stuff, always arises.  Situations emerge.  Something or somebody will trigger anger.

I am very aware that this uncovering of oneself is a never ending journey.  There is no end of the road. Being open and willing to delve, probe, explore and enquire into the dark chasm within requires some resilience.

It has become more and more apparent as stories and experiences have left their mark on me that I need to find an ongoing way for them to be expunged. That I need to cleanse myself of the toxicity that has built up over the years, within my body and wellbeing, on so many levels.

So, instead of verbally telling my story, I write. Expunge, empty, drain and attempt to clear, the hurt, the pain, the fear, the rage, the anger, the torment, the distress.

I write (mostly in long hand) pages and pages, of my story. There are many of them. Some of the writing is in the form of anger letters directed at specific people.  Sometimes it is anger towards myself.  None of this writing is for keeping.  It is a way to empty the chamber pot.  The places inside where toxic, contaminated thoughts, belief and monkey mind have wielded their power for years.  It is not necessary to get everything out in one hit.  I write, stop, read back and continue with mounting energy driving myself to expel more and more of whatever it is that causing me upset at the time.  It is cathartic. Then

emptying the inner chamber pot and offering back to Source

emptying the inner chamber pot and offering back to Source

I destroy the writing, in a ritualistic burning ceremony offering the words, feelings and emotion on that paper, up to Source, to absolve and allow Joy to restore itself within my being.

This is an ongoing process. It is cathartic, yet also challenging.  It is amazing what is hidden in the depths of one’s being. When one thing arises, it often leads to something else that needs to be cleared.  The writing is the energy that supports me in becoming healthy, strong and successful again. The energy that gives me the ability to return to my original, or better, self than I was before!

When I can write a love letter to myself, and mean what I write, then I know I will have arrived at that place of enlightenment.

AND there will always be the need to keep emptying the chamber pot.  Life is like that. Always giving you more!

Mollycoddling – What’s at stake?

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Being a parent is a really tough job. There is no right or wrong way.  There simply is no training in book form or in the upbringing that one self has, that prepares you for the day you too, become a parent. I feel my daughter is a much better mother than I was. Even […]

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GOOD NEWS – WANTED

Olympics

As I look and listen to what’s going on around the world, I find myself wringing my hands in despair. I am not an avid news reader or watcher, however, no matter who your friends, workmates or acquaintances are, most are ready to say “ Did you hear about…..?” Usually, these people are referring to […]

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I AM WELL AND TRULY TRUMPED!

Trump

The strangest most dysfunctional thing that is happening in the world, at the moment, has without doubt, to be the American elections. Has it occurred to you, that what you are seeing right now is a change of world consciousness? It couldn’t be clearer! What human beings are seeing on their TV’s is that what […]

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WORLD REFUGEE CRISIS

child refugee

Let’s review the refugee crisis. A few months ago pictures of dead children on a beach galvanised the planet into outrage and a show of compassion that was loud and vocal.  Then for a moment, just a moment, the leaders on the planet came together and looked at how they could play their part in […]

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What does 11:11 mean to you?

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Most days I glance at the clock, or my phone and see 11:11 staring back at me.  I notice Facebook Posts with the time of 11:11 when posted, text messages I receive with the time of 11:11, emails too.  I recall being told (or reading somewhere) that it was ‘Source Energy giving you a loving […]

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How Death Can Be

Wayne-Dyer

Even though there is no such thing AS WE KNOW IT as Death… I had to post this tribute of Wayne Dyer’s daughter Saje.  If only, daughters, loved ones, EVERY son and daughter (in general) were brought up to KNOW from through their parents and through their inner self, that when a parent makes their […]

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See you on the other side Wayne Dyer

A motivator extraordinaire

I remember my first Spiritual Conference in Perth, Western Australia more than 22 years ago where Wayne Dyer, Deepak Chopra, Louise Hay and Stuart Wilde were all part of the line up. I have never forgotten that Conference, as Stuart Wilde was so irreverent he had people walking out by the dozen.  I was in […]

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The Word

Dr Laura

On her radio show, around 2004, Dr. Laura said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following response is an open letter to Dr. Schlesinger, written by a US man, and posted on the Internet. It’s funny, as well as […]

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