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DIY Sweet Honey Ginger Lip Balm

Lip Balm

Adapted from a recipe by Healthy Living How To, this DIY sweet honey ginger lip balm recipe features Young Living ginger & orange essential oils plus local honey.

Making this lip balm is really easy to do. You can purchase lip balm tins or tubes from Amazon.  You’ll also need a pot to boil water in, a re-purposed glass jar and:

1TBS coconut oil
1TBS cocoa butter
1TBS beeswax
8 drops ginger essential oil
4 drops orange essential oil
1/2 tsp. local honey

Bring a pot of water to a rolling boil. Make sure your pot is big enough to hold your glass jar with enough water to come about halfway up the sides of the jar.

Measure your wax, butter & oil into the glass jar. Place the jar  in the pot of boiling water.

While you wait for your ingredients to melt, line a cookie sheet with parchment paper.  Then invert an egg carton and with a sharp knife, cut x shaped slits in the bottom of the egg cups.  Insert one lip balm tube in each egg cup.  If you’re using tins, simply line your tins up on the cookie sheet.

When your butter, oil & wax are melted, give the mix a quick stir so that it’s well blended.  Remove the pot from heat.

Add the essential oils & honey, making certain the honey is mixed in well. Then, using oven mitts (because this glass jar is going to be HOT!) remove the jar from the pot.  Carefully pour the melted wax into your tubes and tins.  Don’t worry if a little wax gets on the outside of the tube or tin. You’ll be able to wipe it away once it cools.

When your balm is poured into your containers let them sit to solidify. You can use the lip balm as soon as it’s cooled.

This recipe keeps for about 6 months.  Make a double batch to gift family during the holidays.  Use as a door prize at your next class or vendor event.  Experiment with different essential oils.  Some of my other favorite oils to use are peppermint & lavender.

 

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Borrowing Legs for 26.2 Miles

Borrowing Legs

My friend Taylor recently started her own blog (check it out here!) and she has a “Marathon Mondays” segment that I love, so I decided to jump right on the Marathon Monday bandwagon! Here goes nothing…

A question I’ve been asked several times is what exactly a person thinks about for 26.2 miles. Music is great and all, but it cannot possibly be enough to occupy your mind for that long.

For my first marathon, I was actually advised by Monica to refrain from listening to music. She recommended that I just take in the environment and really soak up my first marathon. I am so grateful to her for that advice. I was able to talk to people, truly appreciate the volunteers and spectators (and hear their encouragement), and focus on the feat I was accomplishing. I have passed that precious piece of advice on to friends since then, and I will continue to do so. Thank you, Monica!!

So what about my second marathon? What did I think about during that race?

Well, this race was very special to me. I had to overcome so many obstacles to run that 26.2 miles, and I wanted to reflect on it during the race. But something that was very important to me was that I didn’t lose sight of the true reason my healing process, though extremely painful, had been so remarkable: the incredible people in my life. 

Before the race–ready to run and focus on the people who provide me with strength.

It came to me three days before the race, as the first thought I had when I woke up:

I was going to make a list. A list of 25 people/groups of people who had carried me through the past year with their constant love, support, and prayers. People without whom I would not have been able to heal as miraculously well as I had, and not nearly as quickly. People who filled me with hope and the courage to fight.

For each mile of the race, I was going to focus on one of the people (or groups). I was going to reflect on the memories with them from the past year, how they expressed their love to me, and what they had done to lift me up. I was going to open myself up to the dark memories as well, the various things they had to witness or how they must have felt to see me suffer–as we suffered together. I was going to “borrow” their legs for that mile, relying on their support yet again, because without it I would forever be at the starting line.

A marathon is 26.2 miles, so why 25 people?

Mile 26 was the mile during which I focused on myself. I thought about how I had grown and how far I had come in a year. Just one year, yes, but the longest year of my life.

So although I crossed the finish line on my own two feet, I ran the race on the feet of the people who loved me enough to lend me theirs.