Into The Mystic

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Herbal Salve

Customize your herbal salve with your choice of essential oils. This salve is thickened & emulsified with beeswax, which is impervious to water and unaffected by mildew. It has a melting point of 143 to 148 degrees F (61.67 - 64.44 C) and should only be heated using a double boiler as it is flammable when subjected to fire and flames or high heats. It is workable at 100 degrees F. (37.78 C)

Ingredients:
2 oz/56.7 g Beeswax
3 oz/85.05g Sweet Almond Oil
1 oz/28.35g Jojoba Oil
1/2 oz/14.2g Canola oil
40 drops total essential oil(s) of your preference*
Makes 4 oz, 4 x 1oz containers

Heat the Sweet Almond, Canola oil and Jojoba oil in a double boiler (or a stainless steal bowl over a saucepan full of water) and add Beeswax. If you want a thin consistency (such as a cream or petroleum jelly) use only a little bit of Beeswax. For a thicker consistency add more Beeswax. If you have any herbal infused oils on hand, such as Comfrey, Calendula or Plantain; feel free to substitute it for the canola oil. Make sure it is strained before adding.
Allow the base to cool down to see what the consistency is like. If it's too thick, add more Sweet Almond oil and reheat; and if it’s too thin, add more Beeswax.

As the base is cooling add the essential oils to enhance the healing effect of the balm. After you have added the essential oil and the base is still warm enough to pour, carefully pour it into your containers. Let cool then cap. Best used within 1-2 years. Apply as needed.

Aromatherapy suggestions to customize your salve:
Tea Tree Essential oil for Antiseptic, anti-fungal, antiviral qualities. Citronella Essential oil for making a insect repellent salve. Lavender Essential oil for emotionally cleansing effect; calms the nerves and has antiseptic qualities. Eucalyptus Essential oil to relieve congestion and ease breathing for allergies and colds.

(Recipe courtesy of the newsletter - The Soap Dish)

So!

Yesterday was my birthday! Thank you to everybody who sent me an e-card, a phone call, or some other type of happy wish message. Together you created the largest response that I have received in years! My parents, Elohelae, fellow Tubber - B.I., my cousin from Washington State, Ellen, and the Care2 site. Especial thanks go out to lovely Lynne, who not only dedicated a post to specifically wish me a happy birthday, but she called up later in the day to remind of how special I am and how important I am in her life.

It's nice to be reminded that I have friends that care about me. Thank you, everybody.

Okay, so my day started off with a card and present from the in laws. A lovely little jewel box with a black kitty brooch. Very pretty.

Next I went to get my ultra-sound done on my liver. While she was taking pictures, and in between breathing, I managed to get a bit more information. The "mass" is only 2 cm (3/4 of an inch) and at the top right tip of my liver. She gave me the name, but I dismissed it as I knew I'd never remember it, never mind pronounce it. Apparently, it's basically like a birthmark. The only reason it's being noticed now is because the ultra-sound equipment is getting so much better. That and I must have breathed out at the right moment, because she said that when I took a deep breath and held it (which is how they usually like to look at things) it disappeared. There you go.

Let's just say that I'm not worried.

Dona and I went to Ricki's for breakfast and watched Curious George on TV. (They switched it to CNN just as we were leaving - right in the middle of Clifford, the Big Red Dog!)

I came home and piddled around for a bit before going to my next appointment. I was driving to St. Albert to visit a psychic. He came highly recommended by a friend, Princess Mum, and I've always, always wanted to try one. I was starting to get nervous as the appointment got closer though, and wondered if I was wasting my money. I refused to chicken out though. I wonder if I should have.

I admit to having very mixed feelings about the session. Mostly because the first thing he did was tell me that I didn't believe I was beautiful. (Well, shit, I could have told him that!) And he harped on it for a few minutes until I wanted to defend myself. I've come a very long way in terms of my self image. He was talking to me like I hadn't changed at all. He then spent the next, oh, 40 minutes?, telling me that Jade was not my soul mate, and although he was a very nice guy, I just look around for somebody who could make me happier. He insisted that he wasn't trying to get me to break up with him, but I should consider other options. Apparently this is why I came to see him. I wanted to know about my love life.

Uh, no. Hadn't occurred to me to ask about it. I had been quite content with my relationship. Yes, I knew it wasn't perfect, but it was WORKING and we were working on it. So there.

Oh, yes, and he said that I had built a beautiful wall, but that I had to tear it down. I knew that already too. Jade told me.

So ... most of the session was gone and he finally started to get into the things that I wanted to know about. Since there was little time left, he kinda rushed through it, so I had no chance to ask questions or get better details.

My spirit guide is a Warrior from the Roman era. I can call him "Gus", so I figure that his full name may be Augustus, or Octavius, or something like that. He has gorgeous black hair. I wanted to know what colour his eyes were, but never got the chance to ask.

My spirit animal is a Deer. (EH?!?) and I'm a Water person. I have hot hands (which I assume means I channel a lot of energy) and I am a Healer. I should stay with Horses. I should go ahead with the dream of having my own horse business. I got the idea that I should stick with race horses, but he never said specifically. He told me about the Law of Attraction and how to use it to get more money. I'll try it.

Past lives - he surprised me a bit here. Didn't mention any that I thought he would, but then he only mentioned a few out of 25. (Jade has been here 21 times - I told him I was older). He said that I was an Egyptian Seer; a very beautiful Brazilian who basically lived in a bikini because I was always swimming in the ocean; a gypsy; and a Spanish woman who had been horribly raped, which resulted in two children. There's more to that, but I'm not going into it here.

Jade and I have been married three times before. Once, he was the woman and I had hired a secretary who turned out to be my 'soul mate'. I guess I worked late lots in that life time. (I think he said that this was in the 1800's and it was still "okay" to have a mistress on the side. This might explain why Jade likes to tease me about having one.) Once he was my brother, and another time we had been in a war together ... and died together.

I left the session still feeling hungry because the areas that I really wanted covered and explained were so rushed. I went over the conversation in my head. Especially the tirade about how Jade won't make me as happy as I could be. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. In fact, I'm still angry. Angry enough that it's leaking a bit into the other facets of my life - like work. (I'll have to apologise to my co-worker on Monday.)

This has not thrown me "off" of going again. But I think I'd like to change the circumstances a bit. It kinda felt like he was reaching sometimes. Guessing. Maybe because I was trying my best not to give him any real clues, so that I couldn't convince myself it was fake. Maybe because my shields are really good. He contradicted himself a few times, but mostly when he was rushed and not thinking about his words.

I honestly think I'd like to go back, but that I would try to control the conversation a bit more. Oh, yeah, that's the other thing. My masculine side is way too strong. I'm too much of a tomboy. "One of the guys." (Can you say Betty Cooper?) I need to work on my Feminine side he says. I need to go out, buy a bunch of lingerie and learn to be seductive, romantic ... a woman.

Um, ouch?

He also accused me of being a work-aholic. (BWAHAHAHAHAHA!) Well, you can't work the races and have time for much else!

My grandparents (from both sides) are with me alot and love me very much, although they don't know me very well. My paternal grandfather keeps berating me for being stubborn. (EH?!?) One of the "visitors" that I had seen (and had cornered Jade once) turned out to be a great-great Aunt, but I don't know which one.

AGH! It's horribly mind boggling and frustrating. I got more questions than answers out of that session. And it bothered me that he didn't try to See my Animal Spirit, he looked it up on a chart on a book. (EH?!?) Definitely was NOT expecting that answer. He said he could see a lot of cat in me, but I was a Deer. Also, I needed a dog for healing. A big dog. (EH!?!?!) He said that I found other people's dogs annoying because they weren't mine. (Okay, that made me laugh inside because that's what I'd been saying to Jade about children) He knew that I had lost a child, but he seemed surprised that the father was Jade. He also mentioned that I would name the third one Sally Lou. I almost fell out of my chair laughing. I told him it would take a pretty strong influence for that name to be used. He said he was bad with names and that maybe I'd just use Sally.

Maybe. But I doubt it. I'm partial to Sorcha, myself.

Anyway, today my co-worker wished me a Happy Birthday and told me that she missed my presence at work yesterday. A few minutes later I watched a horse go ass over tea kettle as it fell out of its stall. The lead shank that held her came apart as she pulled on it. I laughed at her a bit as I made sure she didn't run out of the barn. It was only as I was putting her on the Equi-ciser that I realised my finger was bleeding. I slapped a band-aid on it until I got home. By then, it was really hurting. Swollen, stiff, and very sore to the touch.

Dammit, I broke my finger. (Just a minor fracture, we think.) Gonna give that horse a piece of my mind on Monday, that's for sure.

So! that was my birthday. I'm waiting to see if Jade is still taking me to dinner tonight, but I'll bet money that he won't. *sigh* It's a family joke for a reason, folks!

Sweet Dreams!