Envision

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Envision – Young Living

🤩 FUN FACTS  🤩

Envision is an essential oil blend with aromas that create a space to renew focus and stimulate feelings of intuition, creativity, and resourcefulness needed to help achieve goals and dreams. The aroma may help encourage feelings of renewed faith in the future and the strength necessary to achieve your dreams.

🤩 WHAT IT DOES 🤩

This oil is effective for dealing with various problems relating to emotional balance. It was specifically designed to expel negative emotions, elevate the mind, balance, empower and propel one forward to achieve their desired goals

🤩 WHAT’S IN IT 🤩

  • BLACK SPRUCE—traditionally believed to possess the frequency of prosperity. Grounds the body and creates balance necessary to receive and to give. It also helps dilate the bronchial tract to help improve oxygen exchange
  • GERANIUM—aroma may help promote an environment that opens and elevates the mind. Geranium helps with hormonal balance, liver and kidney functions and helps the body detox
  • ORANGE—has an energizing, elevating, and uplifting aroma- it brings peace and happiness to the mind and body, and joy to the heart
  • LAVENDER—has been used for centuries for its calming, relaxing, and peaceful aroma. It helps balance the body and works wherever there is a need. Known as the oils of relaxation, it also helps one to focus the mind and gather scattered thoughts
  • SAGE—Many cultures consider this herb sacred, and it’s been used for centuries. Sage helps promote healthy hormone balance. Sage is also said to improve mood and memory, to harmonize the emotions and help reduce stress-related conditions
  • ROSE—has an aroma that may help create a balanced, harmonious environment. The wonderful aroma may help elevate the mind and feelings of joy. Rose has the highest frequency of any oil on planet earth, and it helps elevate the mind and emotions to that higher realm.

🤩 IDEAS FOR USE – TOPICAL/ AROMATIC 🤩

  • apply to vitals points
  • apply to wrists or temples
  • wear as perfume
  • diffuse for a balancing environment, during times of planning and goal setting
  • add a few drops to the bath for a relaxing soak
  • add a few drops to a massage oil for a grounding aromatic massage
  • diffuse during meditation, prayer or scripture study

🤩 CONSTITUENTS 🤩

  • citronella
  • geraniol
  • nerol,
  • monoterpenes
  • ketones
  • linalol
  • camphene
  • alpha-pinene
  • beta-pinene
  • d-limonene

🤩 COMPANION PRODUCTS 🤩

Acceptance

Clarity

Into the Future

Magnify Your Purpose

Motivation

Valor

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Free to be FREE!

I remember all the words everyone said trying to console us. “I’m sorry, man, you guys didn’t deserve this,” was the invariably repeated theme. It’s what you tell someone when you don’t know what else to say.- when an injustice has been served with no explanation. After twenty-one years of exemplary service, my husband was let go from military service. No, he was not honorably or dishonorably discharged. He was passed over for promotion- TWICE- when all of his friends and peers were not.

We couldn’t understand it. The Marine Corps had invested (literally) $Millions of dollars into training him to fly fighter jets. He was well established in his command, loved by his fellow Marines, his record was as clean and his career as distinguished as any man’s could be. Nobody could figure it out. It made no sense.

It was utterly, grievously, and unforgivably unfair.

SO there we were. Packing a million boxes, with no particular order, saying goodbye to everything we loved. Our precious house. Our wonderful neighbors.  In one fell swoop we lost our church, our community, and our friends. My husband lost his brotherhood-in-arms. We had been living an enchanted life in Iwakuni, and I knew I would never see my beloved Japanese Mama-sans again.

To say we were crushed doesn’t even begin to describe it- broken, shattered, inconsolable might possibly come close.

Of course, every group had their platitudes. From the Christian circles, they all uttered meaningless phrases like, ” This wasn’t a surprise to God,” or “Everything happens for a reason!” as if that would make things better.  From our peers, we heard such banalities as, “I’m sorry to see you go,” or “it couldn’t have happened to a better Marine.” Theirs was better than the churchy response, but still cliche. But it was our friends, the ones who truly loved us (and saw us as being lucky to escape the Green Machine,) who said, “Now you are FREE to do whatever you want!”

Ahhhhhhh- freedom. At least there was a glimmer of hope in that!

*****

Three long, lonely years later, I think we have finally caught a glimpse of what freedom means- all thanks to Young Living, but that’s a story for another day.

What we came to realize is this: Freedom is both electrifying and terrifying at the same time. Freedom is the willingness to walk out on the tightrope without a net. Freedom means steering your own course in life, even if it makes no sense. It means making illogical choices, walking in faith, and believing that there is more than what you can see, touch and feel. It means taking a risk, because the old adage really is true:

FREEDOM ISN’T FREE

You see, when you lose your job unexpectedly, you are not free from your financial responsibilities. When you are living on an overseas military base, you are not free to stay in your home, or even in the host country. You are not free to use your savings account however you like, because you are forced to spend every dime getting back “home.” Of course, once you wash up on American shores, you are not free to move wherever you like, because someone charitable has to take you in. When someone charitable takes you in, you are not free to live how you normally would- your dog cannot pee on the grass, your car can not park in the drive, your children should be seen and not heard. In all your interviewing, you are not free to accept jobs that don’t offer enough pay to get you back on your feet. And when, eight months later, (after your welcome is way past worn out) a job offer finally comes, you are not free to say no. Even if it means spending six months in a Las Vegas trailer with no running water.

And then the paychecks started coming in. And then we bought a house- a really beautiful one, too! The job never got old, but it also never changed. The house never got decorated, but I never truly cared. The kids and I never made friends, so we never plugged in. We never had to mow. We never had to cook. We never spent time in the same room because our house was so big we didn’t have to. We never thought life “on the outside” of the military could be so dull. And we never felt, not for a moment, that we were truly FREE.

*****

My husband and I wrestled extensively with this painfully elusive idea. We could not fathom the lunacy of our well-wishing friends, who truly believed we would be free outside the Marine Corps. To us, we certainly had not arrived at this mythical state- we were living an isolated urban existence in a city we didn’t like, far away from family and friends. Our beautiful home devoured the lion’s share of his income, so we couldn’t really afford to furnish it, or do all those DIY  projects we dreamed of. Although his job was a blessing, the weekends were not long enough to travel, so we spent our Saturdays doing what all weekend warriors do- cleaning the house, doing the laundry and gathering groceries. All the while we would ask each other, “Is this the freedom they spoke of?”

*****

Am I speaking anybody’s language here? Did you wake up one day and realize what you thought would be a LIFE turned out to be merely an existence? Then hear me.

What do you DREAM about? What do you REALLY WANT? If you could do anything you imagined, no limitations- what would you do? What would you create? Where would you go? Who would you help?

You see, freedom is little more than a DECISION. TO. DO. THOSE. THINGS. Paint the canvas. Take the trip. Start the business. Write the book… What are you waiting for? Freedom only comes when you CHOOSE to break free! Set your course with intention, hold your dream on the screen of your mind and start believing in it with your whole heart. And then MOVE.

Take one step.

Then take another.

And another.

There is freedom in movement. Look at water as it rushes endlessly down hill. Consider birds as they circle through the air. The running of a Gazelle. The gathering of clouds. The orbiting of the planets. Nothing in nature STANDS STILL. So why are you?

Freedom requires perpetual motion. If you stumble, you must jump back up. If there are obstacles, you must maneuver around them. But through all the struggles and the hardships, you are fueled on by your own desires. Your eyes are fixed on the goal and the reward is in bringing it to bear.

Yes, freedom involves risk. There’s no better example than the Declaration of Independence. That traitorous document could have had many men hanged. But it sparked a tide of revolution that birthed our great nation. I, for one, am grateful that the founding fathers were willing to risk their necks!

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So, in honor of all those sacrifices which have given us freedom, from the American Revolution to our friends still serving “on the inside,” we intend to prove that it CAN be done! There IS life outside the Green Machine, and not just the banal existence that most civilians have settled for.  We are not going to let a job dictate our life, but instead, we are going to let out life dictate our job. I can’t tell you what that will look like exactly. I can’t tell you exactly HOW it’s going to happen. But I can tell you that we are moving forward and taking a risk-  and even though from the outside it appears as though nothing has changed, the DECISION has been made, and there is tremendous freedom in THAT!

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Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant

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I wish there was an essential oil called Encouragement, because I would have been bathing myself in that stuff hourly.

We homeschool Mamas, need lots of encouragement. Buckets and buckets full, because we never know if what we’re doing is good enough.  All mothers, but homeschool moms in particular, suffer a fear of inadequacy beyond anyone’s wildest imagination.

It starts when they are little, we dream of our children being multilingual classical composers with a PhD in astrophysics. We throw ourselves into teaching them colors and numbers and letters… and then it’s reading and writing and oh my word… MATH. There’s history and science and literature, diagramming sentences and proper punctuation, Latin and Bible studies and poetry recitations.  There’s drawing and painting and piano lessons- but don’t forget about swim lessons and sports teams, and the food pyramid for healthy eating. They have to learn to brush their teeth, clean their rooms, feed the dog, wash their dishes… without me reminding them. But in between all that, they must learn to learn to buckle their seatbelt, tie their shoes, ride a bike…

…are you exhausted yet???

And that’s just the beginning.

Eventually we awaken to the sad truth that Johnny’s math skills aren’t as strong as the neighboring fourth grader. And he’s batting zero on that whole astrophysics thing. Not to mention, he positively HATES the piano and you never did get to all those language lessons you dreamed of… sigh.

Mamas, YOU 👏 ARE 👏 NOT 👏 ALONE!

Please please pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease hear me when I say what you are doing IS ENOUGH! In truth, it is probably too much. They need our love, they need our wisdom. They need our gentle guidance- they do NOT need the multiplication tables at age four!

I wish I’d had an older, wiser mama so I could sit at her feet and have her tell me this. I wish I’d had someone to point to her own happy, thriving, adult children and tell me to take a deep breath, that everything was going to turn out FINE. She would gently laugh at my self-inflicted stress and wisely remind me that it’s their character that matters, not their knowledge. As mothers, our job is to train their hearts, to teach them to walk in truth, not to walk in the fear of man. But the system outside our sheltered little schoolroom is, in fact, dictated by the fear of man, so we exhaust ourselves to prove we can meet and exceed the world’s standards.

Well, I did not have that older, wiser woman, so Mamas, let ME be that voice to you!

My children are in high school. To me, their inevitable departure, out from under my wings feels like staring down the barrel of a gun. It’s like being tied to a railroad and hearing the train whistle, feeling the rustling tracks. MY TIME IS ALMOST OVER. My job is almost done. I’ve run with endurance the race set before me, and I honestly wish the finish line wasn’t nearly so close.

What I wouldn’t give to take back all those frustrating French lessons and just snuggle them on my lap with a Bible story. To share in their pure delight as they hang homemade ornaments on the lowest boughs of Christmas Tree, or to sing bedtime lulabys as they drift off to seep. I can’t remember the last time I sang a bedtime song. It’s not like there’s a precise moment when you say to yourself, “This is the last song I will ever sing,” but one day you will not sing to your children again. And just like that- the season changes.

Please hear my heart- there will be days when you feel overwhelmed, tired, and downright discouraged. The world will always be in your ear telling you you have to run faster, jump higher, do more. But what good is a set of academic standards, measurements and norms if we lose their hearts in the process?

Stay the course, mama. What you are doing is RIGHT, and GOOD. You have sacrificed career, self- satisfaction, time and even some friendships… but you have made the most precious investment that any person could ever make- in your children.

Believe me, the time will come when you start to see dividends on that investment. As they get older, the more return you will see. First, the kids on the playground will not entice your kids into nefarious behavior. Then your relatives will be impresesed by their  sense of responsibility. The boss at their first job will applaud their good attitude and work ethic.  Your friends, whose teenageers want nothing to do with them, will look longingly at your dinner table conversations and wonder how you did it.

I PROMISE YOU- this day will come!

So if you are feeling discouraged, grab your bottle of Valor, or Hope, or Joy. Take a moment and breathe in the uplifting fragrance of Bergamot, Sacred Mountain, Frankincense or Orange. Inhale Cedarwood over and over and tell yourself,  “Well done, Mama.” Because when you are faithful in the little things, when you have been entrusted with a treasure and you have guarded it well,  those are the words you will hear spoken to you. Well done, good and faithful servant. Well done.

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