Come Holy Spirit fill the hearts of your faithful!
This last Sunday was Pentecost ! The disciples had locked themselves in the upper room for 10 days in prayer and anticipation for the Holy Spirit….their ADVOCATE….to come and be with them as they went out to bring Jesus’s teachings to ALL THE WORLD!
I’ve been really reflecting even more so recently on the word ADVOCATE. I love how the Holy Spirit IS described as our advocate: ONE WHO SUPPORTS! As a doTERRA ADVOCATE that is EXACTLY WHAT WE ARE CALLED TO BE: A SUPPORT! We are to walk side by side and guide, coach, and teach others how to support their health the way God intended us to in a whole body way, with HIS gifts. It’s truly why I LOVE doing what I do…..because at no time do I, as a coach, (or doTERRA for that matter) say that these oils are the end all be all…..but they are in cooperation with God’s design, plan. They SUPPORT us in life’s physical and emotional struggles.
As I processed and completed through many chapters of my book recently, I yes could have done it with God alone, but I am grateful He has gifted me with the oils to support my humanness so I don’t have to try to lean on my will….so I can remember His WILL BE DONE! These oils ALWAYS lead me back to HIM. JUST LIKE THE HOLY SPIRIT ALWAYS LEADS US BACK TO JESUS AND THE FATHER!
Today’s chapter was a memory that I recall always being in the background of my mind but never clear, it had been suppressed for many years but through one of my Splankna sessions last year I discovered how much it had effected some of my lack of self love and self care.
May my journey bring peace and awareness on your own journey of healing and hope!
Many blessings and prayers always!
THE WHEELS ON THE BUS
I grew up in a very small down of around 1000 people at the time. To make it even more interesting that was the town I went to school and my parents had their business but we actually lived out in the country, the foothills of the mountains. This was about a 15-20 minute drive from home to town, but by bus it was about an hour. The school bus picked me and my brother up every morning at 6:30 or 6:45.
It was a given fact that the older you were the farther in the bus you were allowed to sit. So when you’re 10 you didn’t have to sit way in the front and you were able to sit closer to the middle. This meant you were able to sit closer to the “cool kids” aka: high schoolers. At least that’s what I thought because they had all the interesting conversations. They had the cool clothes. They were just fun to listen to and watch.
There was one girl who had an older brother, so he sat in the back and she always was privy to the inside conversation. I wanted to get to know them because I thought their house was cool and different whenever I saw it on the school route.
This girl was my age and we started to sit together to make the time go by faster. We talked about school, friends, her brother and much more. She was different, they (her and her brother) were different. The more time I spent with her the more I realized there was something off about them. But I didn’t really know how to put my finger on it, or what it was, after all I was only 10 when I met her and started to really get to know her that particular school year.
What I do remember is something weird happened one time on the bus that I don’t know how to fully explain how it even came about. It makes me think of a frog in a boiling pot. You know the saying that a frog if plunged into a pot of boiling water it would jump, but if you have it in water and gradually increase the water temperature it will adjust and eventually be boiled to death…..well parts of me have over the years wonder if that’s what was happening. If my sense of curiosity with this girl and her brother and wanting to always know the scoop of what the “big kids” were doing and saying that I don’t even know how it came about where I remember one day sitting in the school bus seat and the next thing I know she was touching me in ways that I was NOT comfortable with. I remember thinking how did we get here? Was it because we always caught glimpses of the older kids making out and doing things very much in the public and scandalizing all of us. Was this girl’s brother doing things with her that he shouldn’t be and this was her acting out?
All I know was I truly didn’t understand why she was touching me in places and in ways that was not natural or normal for our age, let alone being the same sex. I once again froze. I couldn’t get home fast enough. I wanted to wash this experience out of my brain for forever.
I never sat with her again on the school bus. I remember the next day her waving me to the seat to sit with her and me purposely sitting up in the very front seat with the 6 year olds right behind the bus driver. I didn’t want to be near the cool kids anymore.
Have you ever had an experience where you felt powerless, dishonored, and muddled? That’s how I felt!
GINGER, GRAPEFRUIT, and PEPPERMINT: Let’s take a look at how these three oils can bring back a person’s power, honor, and relief.
Ginger: This oil helps us take responsibility of knowing we are not powerless. We may not have control over other people’s actions toward us but we don’t have to sit with a victim mentality. We can gain power but taking actions to prevent it from happening again.
Grapefruit: When a person has been violated, scandalized, shamed….there is a tendency to want to dishonor our body….to starve it, abuse it, or even hide behind food. Grapefruit encourages us to have integrity and to truly love our body, no matter what.
Peppermint: Our mind and our heart sometimes need a break from the pain of memories. We are to not live in fear. But we need to remember to not hide or escape the work of clearing out the emotional baggage of trauma. Using peppermint can help us clear out the muddled pain and confusion, give us temporary relief to breath as we process the pain of a trauma or experience that isn’t so comfortable for us.
Create a blend with these three to put into water to enjoy sipping or diffuse 3 drops of each or place a drop of each with fractionated coconut oil to rub on your belly (your solar plexus) and the insides of your elbow, allowing your heart and body to embrace the powerful healing of honoring your body with taking back your power and moving past pain.
Tap as you Pray:
Heavenly father as I experience these oils, help me to bring to surface any experience that is from my past that I have ignored for too long. An experience I may have tried to hide from, numb the pain, and grant me the strength now to be fully present in this healing, to appreciate my body and not hide it in shame. Through your healing power I can do this. I trust in you. Amen