Have You Hugged the Sun Lately?

Have You Hugged the Sun Lately?

Oh my stars the weather here has been amazing!  I literally just go stand outside a few times a day and hold my arms out like the sun might actually give me a hug.  I don’t worry about what the neighbors will think as the drive past me standing in my driveway like a sun worshipper; they think we’re weird anyway.  I stretch my arms out and close my eyes to just soak in the perfection, because I know that in a New York minute it will all be over and I’ll be sweltering for the next 5 months.

Spring is my favorite.  When you step out the front door the day just greets you with cheerful excitement.  Sunshine!  Birds!  Flowers!!  And I’m not even an overly cheerful person, so it must be amazing for really happy people.

The change in weather means it’s time to switch the clothes around.  I went through my closet and moved the cold weather clothes to the top where they won’t be easy to access.  And the light, breathy clothing has taken up residence in the prime spot….right in front of me when I walk in to choose an outfit.  There’s no reason for me to need the heavier items now.  I get hot when it’s 60° outside.  I won’t need a sweater again until at least November.

While my clothing needs are taken care of, I do need to find myself a new pair of sunglasses.  My current pair is about 8 years old and showing signs of wear and tear.  Actually, I have been searching for a new pair for the past couple of years.  I am too picky about this, especially since I change everything else so frequently your head would spin.  I switch purses at least every week, I like to wear different shoes each day, I try new hairstyles, new jewelry, I even got a new wedding band that I’ve been wearing for the past year just because I like a change….but my sunglasses I’ve been wearing since 2007.  I don’t even understand myself sometimes.

I don’t want a cheap pair because they slip down and really aren’t pretty.  I want pretty.  But I also refuse to pay $300 for a pair of sunglasses.  I mean, can that be right?  Of course, if you divide up the average amount of time I will likely wear them that’s actually only $3.16/month.  Hey, I like that math!

It will be a while before I have time to go sunglasses shopping again.  We stay pretty busy in the spring.  This coming weekend we have several weddings to attend, so we will be driving around from town to town for three days.  It just occurred to me yesterday that I don’t have a wedding gift for any of these couples.  I looked at their registries and nothing popped out at me so I guess it’s the old cash gift.  People like cash….just go get yourself what you want.  I may toss in a bottle of a favorite essential oil for my own enjoyment, maybe lavender or Stress Away.  In fact, if you’re looking for a great gift idea for me, that’s pretty much what I’d want, a bottle of Young Living essential oil and some cash.  There, now I’ve talked myself into the greatest wedding gift I can think of.

I read somewhere that a popular wedding gift is a KitchenAid Stand Mixer.  Say What?!  Who spends that much money on a wedding gifts?  Probably the same people buying $300 sunglasses.  I’m more of a $25 in a money shaped envelope with a funny joke in it kind of person.

I’ll toss in a sunny day hug for good measure.

Have a great weekend!

How About a Nice Hawaiian Punch?!

How About a Nice Hawaiian Punch?!

Lately I’ve been having 70s flashbacks.  My mind just rushes to the days of “The Sony and Cher Show”, Shaun Cassidy (swoon) and Love’s Baby Soft perfume.  In my youth I read Tiger Beat and ate TV dinners from metal trays, played record albums and wore bell bottom jeans with patriotic stars all over them.  Yep, those were the days.


And the MUSIC!  I wonder how many times I listened to Elton John sing “Philadelphia Freedom.”  It has to be 1000.  I can close my eyes and go right back to sitting in my bedroom with the yellow drapes, with an enormous pair of headphones on, lifting the needle on the record player to hear that one song over and over while I stared at my Donny Osmond poster.


I wonder what my kids will reflect on in 40 years.  Taylor Swift, earbuds, ipods, gluten-free food, cars that actually touched the ground….. “I remember when Mom had this thing called a BLOG….”

I’m not really sure why the 70s have been at the front of my mind lately, unless it’s my change in diet.  Diet changes do make me nostalgic for some reason.  Perhaps it’s because I miss the days when I could eat a Snickers bar and “smoke” an entire pack of candy cigarettes without gaining weight (don’t worry kids, smoking wasn’t bad in the 70s).  Anyway, no more of that for me….I am off of sugar, no dairy, and I quit candy cigarettes cold turkey in the early 80s.  I actually had a dream about processed foods last night.  It’s not easy to change habits that date back to 1972.  Nothing would comfort me more than a reheated piece of frozen Salisbury steak with a triangle of artificial mashed potatoes right about now.


Sadly, I have gained some of my weight back from my big diet change a couple of years ago.  I was doing so great, cruising along, being healthy, then I hit some snags and before I knew it, I had fallen completely off the old wagon.  I let it get out of control and here I am right back to being overweight and ready for a change.

At first I felt ashamed of gaining some of the weight back.  I didn’t want to be seen and would get anxious about it before I spoke at a conference or woman’s group.  But then I thought, “Why?!  It’s something I struggle with.  Everyone struggles in some area.  This is who I am and I have nothing to be ashamed of!”  That was the end of that. #nomoreshame #nohashtagsinthe70s

For the past 10 days I have been eating clean again and this week I will be doing a cleanse.  I don’t like cleanses, but I know it’s necessary for me to clear all of the toxins and get a fresh start.  I’m just waiting for some supplements to arrive in the mail so I can get the cleanse behind me.  I am actually looking forward to it (not the cleanse so much as healthy eating again).  Making the effort to take good care of myself impacts so many areas of my life and my family.  I am nicer, I am a better mom, a better wife,  and when I show my kids that I am worth the effort then they will know that THEY are valuable too!

Maybe I should get some new posters for my bedroom to inspire me.  Instead of Donny, how about Marie?!  She’s done a great job of getting in shape and staying that way.


And instead of Hawaiian Punch or Fresca to drink, I will be sipping plenty of water AND a cleansing drink made with water, unpasteurized apple cider vinegar and lemon….can you say “yum” boys and girls?!  And no VitaMaster cellulite machine where you strap a belt around you and shake the cellulite out (I am not kidding….they had these at gyms everywhere and I tried it more than once and you itched like crazy when it stopped!) I will actually move by walking in the mornings and doing my TTapp again.


It’s a new day my friends, and we all can use a fresh start now and then.  I’m getting mine by dumping my junk food and making healthy choices, and of course incorporating my Young Living oils and supplements!  My apologies if you didn’t enjoy my little walk down memory lane.  If it matters, I actually do remember every single one of these things so clearly it’s like it was yesterday.  But we are changing our focus, right?! We’re gonna look to the future and make it even BETTER!

But before we leave the 70s completely, here I am in 1971.  It looks so much like my youngest!


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Lisa on Ice

Lisa on Ice



Sorry, no ice skating here.  After all, I live in South Texas.  The kind of ice I am on is more of an ice pack than an ice rink.  I hate to be a drag, but ice skating is about the last thing I could have done this past weekend, even if I lived in Canada.  Mostly because I can barely walk.

It happened Saturday morning.  My babiest girl and I were about to head out to celebrate her birthday with some mom-daughter shopping when I brilliantly decided to toss a load of laundry in the dryer before we left.  Mistake.  BIG mistake.  I mean, no one really needed those sheets and towels right then.  I just turned as I was putting the sheets in the dryer and felt a pain.  That;’s the whole story; I didn’t even get a good laugh out of it.

My daughter was standing at the front door waiting for me to finish the laundry switch when I limped past her and said I had just done something, not sure what, to my back and needed to grab some ice and some oils.  I oiled up, threw an ice pack behind me in the car, and off we went to shop ’til we dropped.  Unfortunately, I dropped immediately.  The whole getting-in-and-out-of-the-car thing became a problem.  After only an hour of shopping it became obvious that this wasn’t going away.  I had to wait in the car while she shopped.  Happy birthday to you ♫.

I texted a friend of mine, the wife of a chiropractor, and asked her what to do.  She gave me her thoughts and I followed them (once I got home).  Of course, she’s not a real chiro so I realize her advice isn’t considered treatment, just like when someone asks me for tax advice.  You should really ask my husband instead, but I might know a little bit.

“Rest as much as possible until Monday then get to the chiropractor.”  Ice, oils, rest, repeat.


That would have been lovely if I hadn’t been scheduled to speak at a local woman’s group on Sunday afternoon.  I texted another friend, “Please pray for me….I can barely walk or stand and I have to speak tomorrow.”  She asked me if she needed to learn my speech, just in case.  It didn’t seem right to have her tell all about her CPA/attorney husband and 9 kids, so I hobbled through it, then went home and got back on the regimen.  Ice, oils, rest, repeat.

Today I am 5% better and headed to the chiro.  The good news is, I am getting a lot of writing done.  The bad news is I am having to cancel some important appointments this week.  I really, really hate cancelling commitments!


My 4 younger boys are taking care of me, which is interesting.  Sunday afternoon I had Levi (8 years old) as my helper.  At bedtime I called him to turn the bed down for me and while he did that I got into my PJs.  It hurt to stand so I was anxious to lie down and before giving it much thought I painfully fell into bed.  Then I realized that I had forgotten to do several things, so I told Levi, “I have bad news for you, I am going to need you to do some more things for me.”

“Why is that bad news?” he asked.  “Well,” I smiled at his sweet little face, “Because I only asked you to turn down the bed, but now I need you to plug in my phone, start my diffuser and a few other things.”

“I don’t see why that’s bad news, Mommy.  It’s basically all I have been doing all day anyway, and besides, I really don’t even get what’s wrong with you.”

Oh, to be young again!

My 14 year old is my helper today and he, unlike Levi, is checking on me every 20 minutes.  He set his timer and he is taking his job very seriously.  A little too seriously.  He’s like the waiter who refills your tea every 15 minutes whether you want it or not.  I mean, I appreciate the dedication, but I am trying to get some work done here.

But don’t feel sorry for me.  By the end of the week I will be up and running again.  My boys and I will have had some quality time and I will have gotten 20 things knocked off my list of “sitting jobs.”  There’s always something good to be found in an unexpected situation!

Have a terrific week!

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Are You Ready to Make Some Life Changes?

Are You Ready to Make Some Life Changes?

I don’t know about you, but I am lagging behind lately.  It’s already March and my brain just shook out the holidays.  That also means that I generally think it’s Tuesday on Friday and even though today is Wednesday I am just getting to my normal Monday activities.

It could be partly because I have been traveling a lot, or it could be something that happens when you pass 50.  I remember my grandfather telling me every time I saw him that he couldn’t believe how quickly time was passing.  I wonder if he thought Thursdays were Tuesday.

But that’s not what I want to tell you about.  I want to share some of the lessons I learned at a seminar I attended last weekend.

I thought I was going to a marketing and business seminar, but it turned out to be so much more.  It was filled with so many great messages that I am going to have to spread it out a little.  It focused on personal growth and it was so, so convicting….in a good way!  Like when you rip off the Bandaid.  It hurts for a second then you feel better than you expected.

If I could I’d just pour out my thoughts on the whole thing, but that would turn into a book.  I’ll give you the Cliff Notes.

  1. You are responsible for your problems, not anyone else, no more excuses, you hold yourself back.


2.  We were divided into 4 personality types and shown ways to understand and communicate with those different from us.  I want to explore this part of the lesson more since, according to what was taught, my personality type is misunderstood a lot.  It’s on me to try to communicate in ways the other 3 styles understand.  I tend to be blunt and most people receive that as me rejecting them or judging them when that’s not what I am doing at all.

3.  We as a country are teaching our kids to live in a poverty mentality.  This is the one message that I brought home and am really exploring.  I want to stop wasting time and money, start being more faithful with what I have and teach my kids to live on less.  In other words, no more fro yo.

4. You can succeed!  Anyone can.  In life, in finances, in relationships, you have more control than you think.  But you have to be willing to really make some changes and most people don’t want to do that.  They kept mention the “2%”.  The idea is that 98% of people don’t want to make the changes necessary to really make a difference in their lives.  They want comfy, easy lives so they stay stuck.  Stuck in debt, stuck in addictions, stuck.  I want to be a part of the 2% who gets free from those bonds.

So I came home all pumped and ready to make some huge changes around here.  I sat down with the kids and we had a meeting, planning ways we can cut back and stop being wasteful.  I asked them to give some thought to ways they can take charge of their own lives.  One of the boys said he knows he wastes a lot of time and he wants to change that.  Another said she was excited to save on our grocery spending.  All in all…..we are on a road to success.

Of course, it’s not going to be easy and I was tempted the first day to go back to my lazy ways.  But I didn’t.  I’m fighting my sin nature and that’s a battle I’m ready to face.  Prayer and determination….here I come.

So how about you?  Do you have a problem you’re ready to really tackle?  Even if it means facing the person in the mirror?

I’d love to hear more and hear how God is working with you.  Hop over to Facebook and continue the conversation!

Marriage Challenge

Marriage Challenge

The other night I was watching the new Duck Dynasty spinoff, “Jep & Jessa: Growing the Dynasty.”  I thought they were adorable and obviously in love, but the way she treated him was a disappointment.  Maybe it’s all for show, but I lost count of how many times she rolled her eyes when he said something and she constantly corrected him and treated him like an idiot.

I’ll admit, some of his notions were a bit….um…..exaggerated.  I assume that’s for the cameras.

Maybe her eye rolling was also overdone for show, but she has the opportunity here to model what it looks like to respect a man even though he does crazy things sometimes.  Now that would be something I would like to see…..a wife lifting up and respecting her husband.

I think that’s the thing I love most about Chip and Joanna Gaines from “Fixer Upper.”  She laughs at his silliness, but she shows respect for him and even tells him how “manly” he is occasionally.  That’s the book I want to take a page from, the one that makes my husband stronger.

Friends, I don’t mean to tear down the Robertsons.  They’re still just figuring it out, like the rest of us.  Let’s just remember, showing your husband respect is life-giving to him.  I don’t think we realize the full power of our admiration.  My guy eats it up like candy when I tell him how well he did on something or how much I admire his skills at anything, it doesn’t even have to be something big.  I could literally compliment how he walked across the yard and he would puff up and strut like a peacock.

We think they should be confident because they are so good at what they do.  My husband is beyond brilliant.  He is the smartest man I have ever known.  It surprises me sometimes when he seems insecure about anything.  I consider it my job to make sure he knows that there is someone who thinks he is incredible.  I don’t have to study psychology to know that my respect gives him super-strength.

That whole, “she does him good and not harm all the days of her life” thing.  I want to do that!

Let’s work to build up our husbands and not think of their differences as crazy or their opinions as useless.  OK, I may not be asking my hubs for decorating advice any time soon, but I could be better at listening to his ideas.  He is the head of our home, the king of our castle.  Let’s treat him as such by at least smiling when he talks and listening when he shares a thought.  We don’t have to agree to be respectful.  We can find something to admire, even if he suggests something like….oh….and this is just hypothetical….that we don’t need a new pair of shoes.

Every marriage has its challenges and every man makes mistakes.  When I feel like criticizing my husband for a mistake in judgment it only takes me a second to remember a major mess up of mine from the recent past.  I mess up our money, break things, forget stuff, lose important papers.  It would hurt me if he didn’t forgive me or held it against me.  So I don’t want to hurt him by holding his less-than-stellar ideas against him.

This is something I will probably always have to work on.  I tend to be sarcastic and dry, which comes across as disrespectful sometimes.  I am learning where to draw the line and when to back off.

So here’s a simple challenge:

  1. Find one new way each day to show your husband respect and admiration.  Be genuine, not giving false compliments.  I will bet you that the ripple effect of one new expression of admiration per day will change my and your marriage in giant ways.
  2. Pay attention to your responses when he says something you don’t agree with.  Let’s treat him the way we want him to treat us when we say something he doesn’t agree with.
  3. Set aside our own needs.  Wow, this one is hard for me.  If I’m not really careful I will fall into the trap of thinking that it’s all about me.  Let’s tell ourselves each morning when we wake up to be servants and not think we should be served all of the time.
  4. Remember what marriage is for….holiness, not happiness.

Will you join me in the challenge?!

Some Days are Just Harder

Some Days are Just Harder

I’m just gonna be real with y’all.  Last week was rough.

There’s something that happens after ministering to others; I believe it’s a spiritual attack.

Ephesians 6:12 “For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.”

I know this battle happens to many people….the enemy gets his nasty old foot in the door if we aren’t careful.  I can’t imagine how hard it is for pastors and missionaries who do this daily.  I need to pray for them more!

The Summit is such a time of ministering to women who are tired, broken and hurting.  I prayed with at least 20 women in Oklahoma, every one more desperate for God’s answers than the one before.  My heart broke for each of them as we asked God for a miracle in their lives.

It is an honor to talk with these beautiful souls and that God would allow me to pray for them is nothing less than humbling.  I plan do it again this weekend with excitement and love.  The Summit is such a time of healing and encouragement.  I was talking with one woman on Sunday morning after it was over and she told me that this had been her first time to go.  She said, “I have thought about it for a few years but just never did it.  I never knew….I never knew what it was like….that I would experience such a breakthrough with God from being here.  I will never miss another Summit if I can help it.”

I can’t wait to be there this weekend with my Texas people and do some serious praying, learning and LAUGHING!  Last weekend I laughed so hard I almost blew tea out my nose.

But afterward, I pay for it.  I am drained and wiped out from the spiritual battles and outpouring of the Holy Spirit.  I got home late Sunday night and went to bed…..for 2 days.  I felt dragged down and depleted.  And yes, I let my armor slip.  Why do we do that?  My husband James says I let myself get too tired which contributes to me getting down.  I’m sure he’s right.  After nearly 30 years of marriage he does know me pretty well.  He’s seen the good, the bad and the very ugly.

Sometimes I don’t share this stuff on the blog because, while I want to be transparent, I also know that there are people out there who take what I say and twist it into their own ideas of me and post it on their sites saying things like, “Look! Now she is having a hard time.  Ha! Ha! She deserves it because she is so ______” (fill in the blank).  It’s sad really, that anyone would spend time taking apart someone’s words instead of adding grace and love to the world around them through their own gifts.  I really do think of it as their problem, not mine.  But some days I am just not. in. the. mood.

So, why am I even telling you all of this?  For three reasons.

  1. I want you to know that you’re not the only person who has hard days.  I have hard days sometimes and that’s OK.  You can lay low for a few days then get back up.  Give yourself a break when you’re having a rough time.  Everyone does that occasionally.
  2. I want to be honest.  I hate it when people only show the perfect side of life on their social media or blogs.  We all know that no one is perfect, but it can be comforting for someone else to say it.
  3. Because no matter how I feel, it doesn’t change who God is or His character.  I may be blue, but He is always full of joy and ready to give that to me at my first request.  When I was ready last week, I went outside and listened to some praise music.  I asked Him for joy and He gave it to me.  Like Glenda the Good Witch said, “You’ve always had the power my dear.”  Of course, it’s not really MY power but the power of the Holy Spirit.  It is always there for us!  There is always, always something to be joyful about.

I hope I haven’t been a drag here.  My joy is in the Lord and even though some days I get down or depressed, I always know that there is a way out.  Although, I am sometimes a little slow about it.  Of course, I used my oils too….they are so uplifting and when I remember, “Hey!  I should diffuse something to help me!” it brightens my mood.  (today I am diffusing lavender and geranium together and it smells lovely!).

I am doing better now and actually, even though it wasn’t the way I would have wanted, I got a lot of much needed rest.  Because I didn’t feel like going out, I was just home with my kids and we had a nice time together.  Because I spent a lot of time in my bedroom I got it really cleaned up.  I got caught up on the boys’ schoolwork and some closet organizing done.  There’s always something good that comes from even an unpleasant situation.

Lastly, I hope you will pray for me and all of the Summit team this coming weekend.  I am not the only one who comes under attack after loving on these beautiful women.  We all struggle to find our footing after such an intense time of prayer and support.  I really, really appreciate your prayers.

And if you’re still thinking of coming I hope you will!  Pray about it and ask God if you are supposed to be there.  It’s not too late to register.  Have I made it sound appealing?  LOL!  Don’t let my honesty about the struggle keep you away.  The event is a blessing and I only get down because of how much we love the women there and the power of the Holy Spirit!  It is a GOOD thing!

Thanks for “listening”.  Have a great week, my friends.  I plan to.

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Do You Remember?

Do You Remember?

Isn’t it funny how things burn into our mind?  Those catastrophic events that freeze time and we never forget where we were standing when we heard and the moments following.  Then the mention of them brings back floods of memories like the smell of Grandma’s bread baking.  Whoosh!  We are transported.

Today is the 30th anniversary of the Challenger disaster.  For many of you it is too long ago to remember (you young’uns), but I have a clear picture.  I was planning my wedding and I remember EXACTLY where I was when I heard about it.  I had decided to knit some gifts for my wedding party so I went into a nice yarn shop (where I had never been before) and was looking for something soft and affordable.  They had a TV turned on up in the corner and 2 women were chatting across the counter from one another about a class they were teaching that night.  I was caressing a skein of yarn when suddenly one of them stopped and yelled, “Oh NO!!!”  The three of us turned toward the television reporting the explosion.  We just stood there, not believing it.  Not moving.

I guess there’s a second of belief that if you freeze, time will stop too and this disaster will reverse and life will go back to normal. Like maybe you can stop it from happening.  I remember wishing that during my births! LOL!

Another woman walked into the store, the little bell jingled over the door and she picked up immediately on the intensity of the moment as she turned toward the TV that we were all staring at.  She was the first of us to start to cry.  I heard a slight sobbing sound and glanced at her.  There were tears streaming down her face and that’s when I knew the magnitude of this moment.  Space travel, our hope, our path for our country had forever changed and I was watching it happen.

The woman at the door said, “Hey, I know we don’t know each other, but would you all pray with me?”

So we all gathered in the middle of the store, holding hands in a small circle and prayed.  These women were older than me, probably in their 30s and 40s, but they seemed so established and grounded.  I was only 20 years old and there to celebrate a new chapter in my life.  The world was rich with hope and possibilities.  They were mothers.  They felt it very deeply.

I don’t remember any of the words spoken in prayer that day, but the feeling of standing with 3 strangers in a circle crying and praying for our country, for the families that had been sitting in those benches and watching their loved ones die, for the school children of Christa McAuliffe who had been watching it from the classroom.  That prayer will go down in my life as one of the sweetest.

Tomorrow we move on and it goes back in the files of our memories again.  There are other days….9-11 of course, deaths, personal tragedies, etc.  So today is a day to let it sink in that no matter what is happening around us, we can come together as strangers to lift up a nation.

Oh, and I never did knit anything for my wedding party.  I couldn’t bring myself to do it, plus I really wasn’t very good at knitting.

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Day 5: The WHY of Essential Oils

Day 5: The WHY of Essential Oils


I’m so glad we made it to the end of our series and have erased some of the mystery of getting started using oils.  We’ve covered HOW, WHAT, WHEN, WHERE and today the final question….WHY!

I have been a natural health girl since I was a young wife.  We had our babies at home and baked our own bread and used herbs and natural remedies for our family from the beginning.  We even had goats for a while and milked them and made cheeses and yogurts.  So oils were not a big leap for me.  Maybe for you this is so new it’s scary.  I understand.  I feel that way about anything completely new!  Just take it one step at a time and you’ll be fine.

Anyway, when I was first introduced to essential oils there weren’t 3,000 companies to buy them from.  There were just a few and it was obvious to me after doing some reading that Young Living was the way go to.  I found them to be not only making pure products, but also caring for the communities around their farms.  That is something really important to me.

As time went on and oils got more popular, I watched other companies hit the scene.  I’d check them out and always go back to Young Living.  Now I use YL exclusively.  I believe them to be the best, no contest.  There are some things you want to make sure you have a quality product.  I’ll buy generic groceries once in a while and I may buy some store brand paper products, but when it comes to oils and supplements you want quality.

Buy WHY?

  1. WHY do I need oils at all?!   Wouldn’t it be amazing if I could sit down with you on my front porch and just talk about oils and how our family uses them?  I’d LOVE that!  But since we can’t, this is where we have to share info.  I use oils because they are made from plants that God gave us for our health.  Because natural is better than synthetic.  Because I want my family to be healthy and strong.  As I watch our medical system change and see more and more problems that come from the over use of medication, I want to be as careful as possible about how we stay healthy.  Life gets hard, everyone has unique issues.  I’m not going to tell you oils will cure anything or that you will never get sick if you own them.  I am telling you that they improve your quality of life.  They give you tools to use when you want to seek natural health.  They promote a kind of wellness that I want!  It’s about a lot more than pretty smells.  This is about physical, emotional, spiritual health.
  2. OK, but WHY Young Living?  Young Living is the only company that has the Seed to Seal process.  This is a standard of excellence in purity and authenticity that is unmatched.  From the seed planted in the ground until the seal is placed on the finished bottle this company is watching over all of it.  No stone is left unturned.  Young Living also takes seriously their roles to their farmers and their surrounding areas.  They build schools and support the areas where they grow.  I have been to the lavender farm in Utah, I have met the Youngs and many of the leaders in the company.  They are genuine, passionate and caring.  No business is perfect including Young Living, but I have seen them bend over backwards to correct mistakes and show concern for their members.  You won’t find a better quality or more caring company anywhere.
  3. WHY have I not gotten started already?!  I DON’T KNOW!  I was just wondering that myself.  I know the kits might be more than you can spend, but this is your wellness we’re talking about.  You can figure out a way, I did!  We had hardly any money and I told my husband that I would work to make the best use of these oils and he (kind of reluctantly) said we could take the plunge and finally get the whole kit.  It’s been a life-changer for us.  Save your money for a few months and then come back and join and I’ll make sure you get the extras that you need like resources and little bonuses (I have a different promotion each month!).  Don’t let excuses stop you from ordering your kit and using your oils.  If you have a few already, like I did at first, USE them!  If you are ready to get the kit, let me know and I’ll answer any of your other questions.


Here’s a great video by Dr. Jim Bob Haggerton (He’s AWESOME) on the WHY of using essential oils.  It’s long, but totally worth watching!

Using essential oils is as easy as 1-2-3-4-5.  BAM!  You did it!

Fun Fact: Did you know that the aroma of floral essential oils can help support emotional health?

Aromatherapy can play an important part in enhancing your emotional outlook on life, and florals are widely used in aromatherapy because of their ability to invoke positive thoughts and feelings of joy, happiness and hope. Florals can boost self esteem, confidence, and mental strength. They can also support the lifting of negative emotions thus supporting a feeling of calm, happiness, and peace within oneself. Remember oils are at least 70 times more concentrated than the flower itself. So next time you want to buy your loved one flowers, try getting a concentrated floral essential oil instead. The essential oils do not wither away like cut flowers, and will help their overall emotional well-being, with lasting results! 

Be sure to check out the rest of the series:

Day 1: HOW to Start Using Essential Oils
Day 2: The WHAT of Getting Started with Essential Oils
Day 3: The WHEN of Essential Oils
Day 4: The WHERE of Essential Oils

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A Word for 2016

A Word for 2016

So it’s a whole new year.  Clean slate.  Ready – set – go!

For me, 2015 will go down in my personal history as one of the hardest years of my life.  Years from now when I am in the nursing home and an attendant pushing my wheelchair asks me, “So, tell me about your life.” I will say, “I don’t remember much, but I do know that 2015 was H-E-double-hockey-sticks.”

I am glad to have it behind me and I have high hopes for 2016.  Not that there’s any reason to think that except trust in God and believing He knows that I can only take so much.

Then there’s that “Word of the Year” thing people do.  Last year I chose the word “trust” and man-oh-man, did I get tested on that.  I’m pretty sure I passed, but my grade might be like a D.  So this year I wrote down a few words that I thought might make the year a little easier.  I thought maybe a word like SLEEP would be good.  Or SNACKS.

But then, ya know, I prayed about it and God said no.  I had to have a word that actually would challenge me to be more like Christ.  Really, these words, it feels a little like He chooses them because I will start to feel drawn to something in particular and slowly it becomes clear.  Like those Magic Eye pictures from the 90s where you think you see a kaleidoscope of images but when you change your focus it actually has a crystal clear other picture there.

This one, for example, shows 3D snowflakes and two of the birds float to the front when you look at it with a different focus:

So I changed my focus on my list of word ideas and God gave HUMILITY for 2016.  I am really hoping for a gentler lesson than the 2015 experience, but with a word like humility, it could get rough.

I think I am going to order one of those teeny stamped rings with my 2016 word on it.  I have a few others already with some favorite words that inspire me.  I have one that says “abundance” another “valor” which are my favorite essential oils.  I have a “trust” ring for 2015 and a few blank ones.  I was, of course, originally going to get my kids’ names on my rings, but with 9 of them it was too many to wear at once and I felt bad thinking I would have to choose which kids to wear each day, so I went with motivational words instead.  After all, if I am drawn to be more humble, trusting and brave then I am a better mom with or without their name on my finger.   So I will add “humility” to the stack and hope it helps me see where God is leading me this year.

God has been convicting me more and more over the past few months that I need to expand my serving.  I would have told you that I already do plenty of that, but since He has been so clear to me that I need to do more then I am following His lead.  Plus I need to work on other areas of humility like to listen more and talk less, think more of others and recognize more that I am not always right.

I don’t know where God and I are going with this, but I am bracing myself for the journey.  I am not going to force it.  I’ll just start small and see where He leads.

Speaking of humility, I’ve been sharing some sweet, humble stories on Facebook all week of acts of kindness and caring.  Finding these stories to share is helping me see where I am supposed to shift my perspective.  Plus it’s been good for me to see how many selfless things people do for each other.  We all need that reminder in the midst of news stories of school shootings and people tearing each other down on the internet.

This one is too long for me to share anywhere else and the image quality is bad, but it’s worth sharing!.  Be warned…you may need a tissue….

So his mom posted the on social media:

And look what happened….

It was even better than they could have planned.


This was a little boy’s dream come true.  A simple act of kindness could alter his life.

Don’t be mad at me if you’re bawling now.  I gave you fair warning.

What about you…do you choose a word for the year?  I’d love to know what it is.

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A Galactic Christmas

A Galactic Christmas

In case you haven’t noticed, there’s a new Star Wars movie that opened this weekend.  We are sci-fi people.  Not me really….I just tolerate it.  But my children, they love it.  I blame my husband.  He plays Star Trek trivia with them and teaches about the differences between lasers and phasers.

But, we aren’t crazy enough to want to go to a crowded movie theater at 3 in the morning to see something on opening weekend.  We all agree to wait until it’s less crowded.  No thank you to paying $10/person to share an armrest with a stranger who talks all through the movie.

I have a soapbox about talking during movies and you do NOT want me to get up on that.  It’s part of my OCD (I am not kidding…it’s real) and I can’t tune out noises.  Every little sound.  Drip.  Sniff.  Click.  Whistle.  They all enter my brain like they’re vital and I can’t help it, it distracts me terribly.  So when someone starts to talk in a movie it immediately tears me away from what’s happening on the screen and I have lost the storyline.

Sometimes a noise can’t be helped (sneezes, a baby fidgeting, the occasional throat clearing, etc.) so even though those distract me, it doesn’t annoy me.  But if you’re just talking to your friend while I am trying to enjoy the show then I will ask you to stop.  I’m nice about it, but people don’t like to be shushed.  I’ve had people yell at me, throw their popcorn at me, keep talking only louder, it can be a hard decision because people aren’t always kind.  But I’m like, “Oh well….it’s a risk I am willing to take.  I don’t like to hear all about your thoughts of what is happening in the movie.  I don’t even know you.”

OK, I can see that I got on my soapbox.  Sorry.

While we are on the subject of movies, I have tested my limits of Hallmark Christmas movies this year.  I generally watch the Hallmark channel or HGTV.  Hallmark has made both channels all Christmas all month.  The stories are all the same: girl in trouble meets a guy she doesn’t like, they end up falling in love and he proposes.  There.  Now you don’t need to watch any of them.  You’re welcome.

I have seen so many of these movies that I am starting to feel like I am in a close relationship with Candace Cameron Bure.  (she’s adorable, by the way…have you read her book?).  Even though I am tired of them, these movies definitely have gotten me in the mood for Christmas.  I don’t know, I just wasn’t sure I would get there this year.  But thanks to the Hallmark channel I am ready for some hot cocoa and gift wrapping.

Star Wars never did that for me.

This week I will be reviving some old posts while I take some time to spend with my family.  I hope you have a galactic sized amount of joy over Christmas and enjoy a few cheesy movies while you’re at it.

Merry Christmas!

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