If you are like us, you’re in a constant state of learning, studying, researching.
Our healthy change list is just over 135.
Today’s gentle healthy suggestion is Tip number 136!
Do you make an effort to stay away from aluminum? Most of us smarty pants avoid deodorants with aluminum, as it is known to clog your lymph nodes and mainly affect the risk of breast cancer in women. By now, we are all aware that aluminum also has its detrimental effects on our brains and how it functions.
Did you know that the razor you used this morning, more than likely has some potentially hazardous ingredients?
Yes indeedy. That “moisture strip” they have put on the girlie pink razors (cheap or pricey) contain aluminum salt. Oh, and did I mention the polyethylene glycol which is a carcinogen? There is more, I won’t go on. You can read for yourself. I try, honest I do, not to be a busybody and cram information down your throat. It is just that I sincerely appreciate it when someone shares a great health tip with me.
Sure you can stop shaving (not happening here). You could use a straight edge razor and strop like the 1800’s (I can’t see that being a good choice for me). You can pay extra ( for not having the moisture strip and pay for postage) and order razors online, without the chemicals.
One gentle suggestion is to IGNORE the gender marketing and buy men’s razors. For some reason, they do not have the “girlie” moisture strip on their product. They are the EXACT SAME PRODUCT only not pink and sometimes have a longer handle.
Or you can take a pair of pliers and remove the strip. (free and pretty easy, I just asked Mr. Right to be the muscle)
Yesterday, I shared a picture of one of my herb gardens. A friend asked, “what on earth are you going to do with all that Parsley? I answered, ” We are going to eat it.
You know, that itty bitty piece of sad green on your dinner plate? That’s parsley.
Hello! Nice to meet you.
When you went to a restaurant in the 90’s more often than not you got your meal presented with a flourish. As a last minute garnish, one cherry tomato or slice of lemon was getting friendly with the 1 inch or smaller piece of limp looking parsley.
Last night, I took a picture of just how much parsley I eat every single day. I put a pen in the picture for scale. We pick it fresh and it is put into my daily juice routine. Beyond daily juice, I also pick and cook with as much as I can.
The under celebrated herb called Parsley (Latin: Petroselinum) is filled to overflowing with beneficial nutrients, essential oils, and antioxidants – to the point that it’s often called a superfood. Along side freshening both you and your dogs’ breath, parsley helps with inflammation, acid reflux & arthritis, this marvelous herb can clean out your liver, kidneys, and gallbladder.
Popeye would have been twice as strong had he known that Parsley has TWICE the iron as Spinach!
Dr. Mercola gently reminds us, eating parsley is an excellent way to detoxify our systems of harmful compounds like mercury.
Do you want strong bones? If you want to be impressed by parsley, take a look at its vitamin K content – a whopping 574% of the daily recommended value. This is BIG news, friends!
Parley’s vitamin C content is 3 times more than in oranges, and the vitamin A augments the carotenes lutein and zeaxanthin, helping to prevent eye diseases like cataracts and macular degeneration.
Dr. Axe is a smarty pants and here is what he has to say about parsley and the “c” word:
Parsley contains unique elements in its oil known as volatile oil components — myristicin, limonene, eugenol, and alpha-thujene. These powerful oil components benefit the body’s immune system and help fight cancer-formation, in particular, slowing tumor growth, neutralizing oxidative stress and fighting off carcinogens from harming the body. (7)
Parsley is sometimes called a “chemoprotective” plant because it helps protect DNA from damage, stops cell mutation and helps induce apoptosis, or the death of harmful cells. One of Parsley’s beneficial compounds called apigenin has been found to “inhibit progestin-dependent synthesis of human breast cancer cells, significantly delaying the development of, and decreasing the incidence and multiplicity of mammary tumors”, according to research done in 2013 by the American Association of Cancer.
There are several good sources (those sources are at your finger tips, people) to learn oodles and oodles more about the glorious plant called Parsley.
Time to add some life to your party! Tonight when you cook those stunning fresh green beans, toss in a handful of parsley. Tomorrow when you make a gorgeous vegetable soup, again, toss in some beautiful green. That Shrimp & Grits you are going to serve? Freshly chopped parsley will add a little somethin’ somethin’. That ice cream sundae? Just toss on…….ha, I was just checking to see if you were paying attention.
Here’s to our health and wellness!
ps. The home school mom came out in me today. haha Now, I want us all to do a watercolor painting or chalk drawings of parsley. I want my chef helper to pick, wash & chop parsley for dinner tonight. Let’s use parsley in a sentence……
For some twisted reason, Mondays have been hard the last couple weeks. Getting up feels like a chore. After I fed and gave fresh water to the dog and the chickens…. I headed for the Bio-mat for an hour.
Then to shower. I smiled just thinking about using my new fancy schmancy potion!
I made this facial scrub. I put it in a jar with a fun label. I just fell head over heels in love with the name.
Side note about company names: for a couple of years I owned a company called “The Yellow Button Mustard Company”. I came up with the name, then I decided to make mustard. Of course I tied a yellow button on every single jar. I love mustard!
This time, I have come up with the name “Splurge”. Now I want to follow where that leads. Maybe I just like the word?
Splurge on an extra long bike ride. Splurge on new flowers for my bike basket. Splurge with extra coconut cream in my Monday coffee. Splurge on a snazzy pair of new shoes. (those shoes? Well made and so comfortable, love) Splurge on making lotions and potions that are of excellent quality and then use them.
Using a face scrub/moisturizer that smells like little drops of peppermint. Awwwww, feels like a splurge.
Here’s the behind the scene magic ( or if you like, the recipe)
1/2 cup coconut oil, 1/2 cup baking soda and a few drops of essential oil…whip together. Splurge on yourself and use it!
Oh la la
Here’s to easing into Monday & please take the time to splurge a little on yourself. We are worth it.
Drats, that stung. I just scraped the underside of my wrist while fluffing and puffing the chicken coop. (doesn’t fluffing and puffing sounds so much nicer than mucking out the straw & changing out the bedding?)
Okay, so the scrap (not bad, just annoying) is under my wrist exactly where my watch sits.
First clean it out, then put some ointment on. Grab the first aid cream with nary a second thought.
Here’s a thought….
While going through your home and replacing healthier versions of food and lotions and potions……..you might forget about one little ointment that you purchase once a year (yes, there is an expiration date), unless you have pre-teen boys…..then you go through first aid ointment like fresh-baked loaves of bread.
We all have Neosporin in our first aid kits. We use it every time we need to use a band-aid.
Here is my “duh” moment. We work diligently to remove all chemicals and artificial antibiotics from our family life. We buy organic vegetables and fruits when we can afford it. I have eliminated 95% of all chemicals in the make up and potions that I use on a daily basis.
Yet, somehow, a cream that I am willing to put on a small scrape or burn, I didn’t do the research. Really?
I won’t go into the research, techno babble and the very serious topic of antibiotic resistance…………you have Google at your fingertips, so please dig in.
This is just me saying, I found an exceptional product that works and doesn’t cause more harm than health. If you can’t find it at your local health store, amazon.com does indeed carry it. Just sharing a product that works. No, I was not paid to tell you about this.
This is the first aid cream I would be willing to use on my grandchildren, dog and the rest of the family.
A friend sent me a text early this Sunday morning:
Sparkle of the Day
“Our Lord has made the best gifts the most common.”
Oh, that’s not only sparkly but so juicy.
I’m going to savor that all day long.
..the most common…..
a cup of coffee
warm, fluffy socks
small project bag
Here’s a thought, a common bag. I use it every single day, sometimes, several times a day. Very common in my world.
100% cotton fabric, one zipper, two buttons, nothing too flashy, just a bag to store my current project in while I am not working on it. Takes me about 45 minutes to sew one. Easy, common. Actually, I have sewed and given so many, I have lost count.
I have sewed them for college kiddos. I have made them for make up bags, travel bags, zipper bags full of birthday goodies, bag to take to the hospital, bags to hold crochet hooks, bags to hold a sleeping mask and lavender and on the list goes. All made and given as gifts.
I have not made one for myself. Seriously? No. I have not taken the time to sew one of these beauties for myself.
One night, as I sat and worked on a project. I thought… why on earth are you still using a zip lock PLASTIC bag for your supplies? I guess I am like everyone else, we get so comfortable using and seeing something day after day, we forget to “see” where we need to make some changes.
**********Side note: If you want to skip the next few paragraphs where I talk about bisphenol A and how it is one reason I became so sick, I totally understand. Life is messy and you don’t always want to be reminded of the messy. I will insert a picture of a cute puppy so you can skip down to the part about sewing & happy & common sense.
In the last four years, among 101 other things, one thing we have had to eliminate in our life is plastic (read that as bisphenol A) . BPA is a weak synthetic estrogen and is one of the things that caused me to be diagnosed with “that which will not be named”.
Sounds easy enough. Just don’t use it. Simple.
The following is sarcasm: “What? Me? Oh, we stopped using all plastic. We store our ketchup and mustard in clay pots in the basement. No, we don’t own a refrigerator that is made with plastic. What do we brush our teeth with, you ask? We use a hand carved, with a wooden handle and boar bristle toothbrushes.”
Really? Good for you! That is tricky, hard and all-encompassing. We are still trying to get rid of as much as possible.
Roll up your cotton sleeves and let’s do this!
Okay, no more plastic ice-cube trays. No more plastic shower curtain liners. Toss all the plastic storage containers. Plastic measuring spoons. Plastic container your laundry soap is stored in, next to your plastic laundry basket. Plastic silverware on a picnic. Plastic yarn needle. Toss those disposable diapers of your grandchildren. My cell phone has a plastic case. Does your organic make up come in a plastic container? Plastic scoop I used to measure out chicken feed. Plastic tape measure (my grandma had a cloth one.) I use a plastic ruler to measure fabric. Plastic containers my spring plants were grown in. Plastic bag I use to buy/measure out my bulk food. Plastic on my sneakers. Plastic container my coffee beans are ground in. The useful plastic zip bags we use to store everything in……
…. I am pausing to take a DEEP CLEANSING BREATH.
I am sure you are thinking about a thousand and one other pieces of plastic that I didn’t mention. Oh, she forgot…..
Depending on where you live and work, you’re likely to be exposed to many plastic products every day. Food and beverage containers, some disposable plates, and toiletry bottles are all plastic and all are made from chemicals. Research suggests that all plastics may leach chemicals if they’re scratched or heated. Research also strongly suggests that at certain exposure levels, some of the chemicals in these products, such as bisphenol A (BPA), may cause cancer in people.
enough, if you want to learn more , I am sure you know how to use Google. Just type in why/how bisphenol A…aka… BPA causes cancer.
***********For no reason at all, except that puppies are adorable, here is the promised photo of an impossibly cute puppy.
Hi, I am glad you found the cute puppy.
One more time, Sparkle of the Day,
“Our Lord has made the best gifts the most common.”
A picture of a puppy on verdant grass. Common
Beautiful brown puppy eyes. Common
Common sense. Sewing a useful cotton bag.
I used my noodle and I sewed myself a pretty project bag out of 100% cotton fabric. (yes, I know the zipper and buttons are plastic…..progress not perfection)
Mr. Right said, come out here and look at the moon. Okay, but I was just out there not 10 minutes ago.
The night was pitch black, a bracing cold that sent a chill right to my bones. Okay, not “Vermont” cold, but very cold for Washingtonians.
Oh, that moon. Sort of took my breath away. Bathed in a wash of orange color. Huge and round and gorgeous. Yes, I am more of a night owl admirer than I am a morning sunrise girl.
Years ago, when Mr. Right would be gone away for weeks at a time during the military, sometimes, I would step outside of our military housing (just so you know, it’s so quiet outside a house with two little boys inside) just on the porch. I would look up at the sky and take a deep breath and know we were sharing the same moon. No matter where he was in the world, we were under the same common moon.
I felt somehow better and would go back in for another round of being a mom (and dad), home school teacher, referee, cook, laundry lady, story time lady …. and on the list went.
I can’t seem to get a handle on balance and calm lately. I am trying every trick in the book to push the blues back and keep on a steady keel.
When I stepped out and looked at that gorgeous moon, I sort of felt this rush of people who were out there under the same moon. It helps me to remember there are other humans dealing with the exact same things I am.
There is a group of people who are worried and fretting about healing and wellness. There is a group of people out there who have lost friends and loved ones & are grieving. There are a passel of folks out there, under the common moon, who are trying to center themselves and find solid ground. Trying to find happiness and purpose and direction.
All of a sudden, I don’t feel so alone.
Finding and celebrating people who have chosen to heal naturally and who are thriving. People out there who have to figure out how to keep taking daily medicine every single day. People who don’t think I am crazy for studying and researching an hour a day.
I tell myself and smile, there is a big group of people who are quietly not judging me. Quietly cheering me on and lifting up my spirit.
I felt like seeking out other pet owners who are trying to learn how to live gracefully with an aging pet.
In a good way, I felt humbled and happy to step into the corner of people who were trying to regroup and renew their faith in their choices and people they surround themselves with.
When you are looking up, you can’t really see the color, nor age, nor political choice of the person next to you. Big huge announcement, no one (with any intelligence whatsoever) cares.
What we do care about are that the people we stand with are kind, considerate, thoughtful, silly, educated, giving and just plain nice to be with.
No one, I repeat, no one wants to stand under the same moon with a person who acts like a worm.
I haven’t felt much like writing.
Thanks for waiting and checking back. I have been wondering, trying to find my direction. Dipping my toes in crafts and books and being a home body. No one wants to read dull, dreary, sad-faced writing. Heck, this writer doesn’t want to write dull and dreary lines.
Some of the best days lately have been texting, talking, emailing, sending letters to my boys and girls. All four kids are over 30 years old. Ha, even when I am 90 years old, they will still be my boys & girls. 70 something men & women, who will have even more developed senses of humor and intelligence and good manners. Even though they live many states away, we are under a common moon.
My sister-in-law and friends live thousands of miles away, we are under a common moon.
Mr. Right has to work late, this time of year, we are under a common moon.
You will find me there. Standing under the moon tonight, my beautiful sweet dog next to me…. throwing good wishes up and catching all the goodness that is thrown my way.
A girlfriend asked me what the first thing I would suggest you do if you find out you are extremely sick.
Choose a GREAT support person.
Buy awesomesauce RED cowgirl boots (it’s going to get messy, ugly & deep, you are going to need those beauties.)
Count 10 things each day, BEFORE your feet hit the ground, that you are grateful for.
When I say choose a GREAT support person, I mean it. (spouse, friend, sister, brother, neighbor, uncle, health coach…)
If you want to heal and thrive and go on living, choose wisely.
I can only speak for myself in saying, from the moment I was diagnosed, I was not thinking clearly, my brain was fuzzy, I was not capable of making sound decisions and on the list goes.
Choose a person who is willing to do a bazillion things (we had to change 147 things about our life and what we ate and drank) to help you find wellness AND buy, bring home, wash, prepare and juice 64 ounces of goodness 6 days a week, is probably going to be your best bet.
I chose Mr.Right.
This is what our kitchen counter looks like 6 days a week. Each night after the supper dishes are dried and put away, out come the bags and bins of vegetables & fruit…..and Charlie the Champion, the trusty juicer.
Remember all those times, your mom or grandma said, “eat your vegetables, they are good for you”? Turns out they were right.
Ever hear someone or read a chart that advises you to get your 5 a day? That is you are supposed to get 5 fruits or vegetables a day to be healthy. Five? Seriously folks, we can do better than that. We HAVE to do better than that.
Hold my hand, I will show you.
Sure, the juice changes slightly with the seasons and what is available. Yes, we try our best to purchase organic, that is not always what we can find or afford. Some of the produce is peeled, all is washed with vinegar then scrubbed and rinsed with water. Filtered water. Occasionally, fresh pineapple or half a beet, sometimes cilantro in place of parsley, however, this is the basic juice recipe.
lettuce, red pepper, pair, cucumber, parsley, carrots, orange, spinach, kale, lemons (we spend $700.00 per year on lemons alone!), broccoli, apples, celery (yes, the celery tops go in the juice) and turmeric
All of this, everyday.
6 days a week.
Mr. Right and this riot of color are healing me, one glass at a time, 64 ounces a day, approximately 9.69 pounds, 6 days a week.
I gotta be honest here and say, some days, I am a smidge grumpy about drinking my juice.
Almost 4 years later, I know, 100% it is healing and contributing to my wellness. Once in a while, I would love to sit down, in the afternoon for a latte or a cup of cocoa sounds divine……however, I have to still fit in every glass, jar,ounce of juice a day. I am not that thirsty. ha. I hear folks talk about having a glass of wine or two. NOT gonna happen here, folks.
Remember when I said, choose wisely when you choose your support person?
Every single night, when Mr. Right hands me a glass of juice, it goes like this……..
(Inwardly, I sigh and drop my shoulders like a displeased 4th grade girl… I am tired of drinking juice…. I don’t wanna drink my juice…….)
With a flourish he ceremoniously places a colorful straw in my glass. He gingerly & graciously hands it to me like he is holding the elixir of life (quite possibly he is) and he always, always says,
“Another glass of goodness, Mrs. Wilson”.
Boy Howdy, I chose wisely. Have I mentioned lately what a lucky girl I am?
(I refer you to 3rd thing on the list. I owe my life to him and I am grateful.)