I asked my husband before our much-adored nap today if he'd like me to diffuse some essential oils. Occasionally I'll do that before we sleep to help us drift off better. He said, "Sure!" That's one of the many things that I love about my husband. He enjoys natural fragrances as much as I do, so it makes it especially fun to experiment.
I did some poking around on Pinterest to see which oils might enhance sleep. I came across a Young Living pin on cedarwood oil that recommended dabbing a drop on the wrists and forehead to promote rest.
After I anointed my husband and I, we lay down and soon were floating away to a slightly narcotic slumber, the earthy and grounding woody fragrance penetrating our subconscious. We will be trying this again before bed tonight.
Later this afternoon, I mixed and burned in the diffuser rosemary, cinnamon, fir, black pepper, and nutmeg for a very stimulating and energetic blend. It filled the air with a robust aromatic scent that was stimulating to inhale.
Aromatherapy. I've been interested in this subject for years now. I love me some plant oils! On my shelf in the laundry room sits a big tackle-like box of various kinds of bottles: eucalyptus, spearmint, orange, rose, lavender, fir, geranium, frankincense, black pepper, and others, including some rare and precious ones, jasmine (I think a night-blooming variety), and sandalwood in tiny dram bottles.
I have often thought that if I could just work with oils every day I would be so happy! Right now, in fact, I have Roman chamomile, jasmine, peppermint, and rosemary diffusing. It smells heavenly.
Lately I've been looking into Raindrop Therapy, a technique using essential oils in massage developed by Young Living. I am excited about it, but still researching all I can before I can chunk down the money to buy the kit required.
If you read this, and have used Raindrop or been successfully treated by the therapy, please take a moment to comment on this blog. I'd love to hear from you!
My sister and I laughed as we made our way up the sidewalk to the Missouri History Museum on Lindell Boulevard today. The sign said, "Caution. Ice."
It's hard to believe that most of the ice and snow has melted since last Monday here in St. Louis, when everything was a blanket of white.
We spent a little over an hour wandering around, first checking out the Thomas Jefferson room, and then upstairs we meandered through the St. Louis history displays.
Andrea, my sister, told me she wished she'd had more time to spend reading everything on the walls and examining each exhibit.
This is definitely a two-day or so field trip. I got stuck absorbing crinkly-looking framed newspaper reports of the 1896 south St. Louis tornado that killed around 200 people. Back in that day, they didn't have the means to handle a disaster like that. The mounds of rubble and broken down homes looked pretty dire.
Sitting on make-shift bleachers in a darkened room decorated with St. Louis Cardinals' memorabilia, Andrea and I watched a documentary on a large screen. There were several interviews about favorite memories connected to the team.
We'll be back! This is a great place to learn all about St. Louis and I highly recommend it!
