Happy New Year 2021
Firstly allow me to wish you a Happy New Year! Now grab a brew, this us a long one.
I’m a deep thinker.I hold my cards close to my chest and I don’t make decisions lightly.And anyone who knows me, will know how long I prologue the agony of those decision making moments for!
Not many will know, but I qualified as a Swedish Massage Therapist and Hot Stone Therapist in 2008, before meeting Phil.
I have been in love with holistic therapies ever since. Slowly adding to my repertoire of skills over
My March Essential Rewards Order
I haven’t done one of these posts in a while, but I thought I would share with you what I got this February in my Essential Rewards order from Young Living.
Essential Rewards with Young Living
Essential
Rewards (ER) is a fantastic totally customisable monthly subscription services
available exclusively to Young Living Wholesale Members. I call it my monthly
wellness box, because every item in there is something that supports my whole family’s
wellness. It also affords me the freedom to get all my cleaning products,
toiletries, make-up and of course essential oils delivered directly to my door.
It also gets me access to some other amazing benefits too!
What do
you need to know up front? You need to place a minimum 50 PV (Points Value0
order each month to qualify. That equates to
My Travel Essentials …
We have friends and family who live a few hours away from us. My parents-in-love are down in Devon and my bestie is over in Wales. So we rack up the miles when we go visiting, plus it is usually a bit of an ordeal trying to get everyone ready and make sure we’ve got everything too. One thing I get ready the night before and shove in my handbag is my pouch of travel essentials.
The Pouch
First things first, my amazing cotton pouch is from Sundipped, which is also
Giving myself permission …
I have had a few ‘a-ha’ moments throughout this year,however the past week or so they appear to be coming thick and fast! I feel like this year I have repeatedly found myself in situations where I am seeking permission to do things. Which is a bit barking, but I am pretty sure I am in no way alone in that behavioural pattern. Why do we, as mothers especially, feel we need permission to have drive, dreams, vision and success?
I have heard women recount the story of the ladder, where