What do you remember about life as a child?
I recall it being full of magical possibilities and that, no matter where you were, you could use your imagination to create alternate realities.
You were a warrior princess saving your teddy bear from the clutches of the toad king.
You made an epic fort out of sheets and couch cushions, where only members of the secret monkey society could congregate and entrance was only given upon use of the password, banana pants (said with a giggle of delight).
Or (in my case) you and your friends are the cast of Homeward Bound and the playground was the plot of the movie.
You caught imaginary butterfly fairies with the net you made out of your mom’s wash bag for her delicates and a tree branch, giddily ran around the park being chased by the dinosaur monster that wanted to eat your peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and wore your jellies in the creek searching for mermaid babies.
Life was full of wonder and possibility. And what made that all possible was PLAY.
But somewhere along the way, we lost play.
I lost play.
I got caught up in trying to fit the mold of a “successful adult”. If you know my story, you know that I was pretty good at it.
But it lead me on a path that landed me crumpled in a heap on my bed, in pain all over my body, and sobbing because I knew this life I had chosen wasn’t for me and I didn’t know how to make it better. At work, I was anxious and overwhelmed most of the time. My productivity tanked - as I was always wishing I was somewhere else while I dug through the hundreds of emails that filled my inbox every day.
All things - moving my body, getting dressed in the morning, even washing my hair - felt like a chore. My attention span was low and I found myself having a hard time retaining information. Tim would have to repeat things to me several times before the information could really sink in. I was moving through sludge every day - in a fog of frustration and overwhelm.
The good news is, I got out of it. Or, more specifically, I played my way out of it.
These days, I’m getting twice the amount of work done in half the time. I dress myself with pleasure, manage email with ease, and feel like I can manage tasks and information overload so much better than before.
Acne Face Splash
I keep this in a jar in my medicine cabinet for the occasional break-out, as it soothes and reduces inflammation. I simply soak a cotton ball in the vinegar and dab on the blemish once in the morning and again at night. It might sting for a second, but should be followed by a soothing, cooling sensation.
- 2 tbsp. dried lavender (like these)
- 2 tbsp dried rose petals (like these)
- 2 tbsp dried lemon peel (like these)
- 2 tbsp dried chamomile (like these)
- 2 tbsp rosemary (fresh or dried)
- 1-2 cups of apple cider vinegar (enough to fill to the top of your container)
Combine all the dry ingredients in a mason jar (or other lovely glass container) and pour the vinegar over - being sure the herbs are completely covered. Infuse for 2-3 days, strain out herbs, and it's ready to use.
Shelf life is 3 months. Store in a cool, dark cupboard.
(Adapted from The Herbal Kitchen)
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