doTerra Essential Oils: My Top Five Favorites

It has been a while since I wrote about healthy living, and I thought that since Earth Day is coming up (not really soon, but hey, I’m excited), I would like to share some thoughts on a company called doTerra.

The company really has the right idea about being healthy.  You know that saying, ‘there’s an app for that’? Well with doTerra, you can say, ‘there’s an oil for that’.  DoTerra sells essential oils in their purest form.  I think I’ve said before that the Earth has a lot to offer us if we figure out how to use it, and doTerra gets that. 

I’ve tried a bunch of the oils, and they are all great and I have picked my top five that I shall now share, in no particular order, with my internet friends.

1.       Peppermint - I use this mostly for muscle cramps, but it’s also great for alertness and I’ve found it makes me feel chipper.  My favorite use of peppermint is for my lady cramps.  I really don’t like taking Advil, and I’ve found that if I put peppermint right on my back and my stomach it makes the cramps bearable. I also use it right on my belly for upset stomachs. 

2.       Lavender- It’s not a secret that I have anxiety.  For a long time it was so bad, I just didn’t understand how I could get over it.  For the most part, I’m better but whenever I have a flare up, I use lavender.  I don’t think it’s just psychological, I really feel that it helps me calm down during a panic attack.   

3.       Balance- I know there are health benefits for this oil blend, it’s called the grounding blend, but I personally love it because it reminds me of hiking.  The main ingredient is Spruce oil and it smells beautiful.  Native Americans used it for spiritual cleansing and respiratory help.

4.       Frankincense- Ahh, the oil of all oils. I use this on my face to help heal acne scars, I put it on scrapes and small cuts, put it on the bottoms of my feet. (FYI Fact: The largest pores on your body are your feet.  Putting the oils on your feet is the quickest method to get the oil working in your body). 

5.       Wild Orange- Two things I like to do are A) stay healthy and B) oil pull (swish oil in your mouth for 15 minutes).  I like putting the orange oil in my water as opposed to drinking orange juice to help my immune system because water is more hydrating, and the oil doesn’t have all the sugar that the juice has.  The oil is made from the peel, not the actual fruit so it doesn’t have all the acid.  I also put it in coconut oil when I oil pull because it makes it taste nice instead of like oily spit. 

This is seriously a small list compared to what they have available.  I found out about doTerra from my neighbor slash sister-at-heart at what I thought was going to be a party where people sell you stuff you don’t really need.  I’ve been to a lot of “parties” where people are trying out entrepreneurship and for the most part, you buy the stuff to help them out and it’s never as good as what it’s supposed to be. DoTerra isn’t a company that’s interested in just selling products to get money, and I really like that.  They’re all about helping people live a healthier life.  Their products aren’t something you just buy to help out your friend, and it’s not like jewelry and make up parties, it’s an informative get together to learn about essential oils and how it can help you live healthier (Was that redundant? That was probably redundant. Oh well).  I think doTerra is way of living, and it’s really worth taking a look at if you’re interested at doTerra. 

My Strange Dream: Stupid Freaking Rat

The other day I had a really weird dream, but it was so vivid and strange I thought I should share it.

In my dream, I had previously obtained a rat as a pet. Now, that’s when I should’ve realized it was a dream because rats freak me out and this thing was much closer to me than my conscious self would ever let a rat get.  In fact, the only thing the rat wanted to do was snuggle up in my hands.  I didn’t want to keep the thing, but my mother was insistent that I keep it.

Honestly the rat was kind of cute because it loved me so much but I didn’t want it.   I had an itty bitty little carrier for it to sleep and my mother had a fit, telling me I needed to get it a proper home.  Here I am trying to get rid of the darn thing and now it needs a cage.  I begrudgingly agreed to go buy a rat cage at the pet store.  During the walk there, I thought the rat was biting me because I felt his teeth on my thumb, but I realized he was just sitting there with his teeth placed uncomfortably on my finger.  I guess it was his way of saying “I love you”.  As soon as I got to the pet store, the rat kept trying to run away from me and I kept saying, “Stupid freaking rat,” because he was indeed a stupid freaking rat.

This is where the dream ended, but my dad insists that there be an ending to the story, so here’s how I imagine it would’ve ended.

At this point I was looking desperately for a rat that I didn’t even want to keep.  Eventually I found the rat all snuggled up in a display cage looking annoyingly cute, and I had to buy the cage because he refused to come out.  After I went through check out, the rat got out of the cage, climbed back into my hands and placed his teeth on my thumb.  And we lived uncomfortably ever after.

I have a feeling this won’t be the last post of its kind…

Coping with Turning Twenty

I have about sixty-four days until I am no longer a teenager.  Part of me is like WOO! I’ll be a cool twenty-something, but then there’s panicky me running about, trying to find out how not be a grown up yet.  For starters, I am fully invested in trying to find out who ‘A’ is on Pretty Little Liars.  This is fully justifiable because I have been waiting to find out since I was a freshman in high school, and I’m going to be going into my junior year of college this year. 

Wow, panicky Julia is not okay with that sentence, but I digress.  I've begun collecting knick-knacks that have certain childlike qualities to them.  I have wee little potted plants that, to me, look like little elves would tend to them (I sing to these little plants daily to help them grow). I even ordered a tiny little watering can online so the elves will be able to pick it up.

I just recently hung five little pictures of adorable animals – including an otter, a ducky, a bunny, a squirrel and an elephant – right next to my bed.  I in fact plan to own a duck when I have my first apartment.  I like to believe that adult me won’t be regular.  I’ll have a part time yoga instructor job, a wacky apartment, be a freelance writer, and have ducks as pets.  I worry that I’ll wake up twenty and suddenly have a desperate thirst to sit behind a desk in a cubicle 9 am to 5 pm every weekday, wear pant suits, and care about what my cuticles look like.  I guess my framed otter picture is my teenage reminder to my future self not to be regular.   

I sometimes like to picture my older self and try to guess what I’d say to me right now.  I mostly think that she’d strut into my room, all stylish, long haired and fabulous and tell me that the future is great.  I married Bradley Cooper, Jennifer Lawrence sang at our wedding and Jo Rowling herself was there to tell me she was a big fan of my work.