As hard as it is to believe, every bottle is lovingly, and carefully measured with all natural ingredients: Holy Water from the River Jordan, sea salt, purified water, and lavender essential oil. Sometimes, the measurements vary slightly. I don’t think or worry about it. Each bottle is made for that special someone.
I am divinely guided to make and share this unique blend: equivalent to lighting up sage sticks, or the like, these 2.7oz bottles serve the same purpose: to cleanse, purify, protect, and add an amazing scent to go along with it!
As I set to work to make these, I felt an immediate sense of calm and peace. Made to fit easily in any space, this is convenient, instant refreshing calm, and well, however it’s meant to assist you.
This post is dedicated to my brother Reve. I miss you little brother. R.I.P.: 8/28/2010.
Today, 3/27/’21, I’m thinking about my brother – he would have turned 43 today. 🎉🥳🤗♈💞.
Things I learned from my younger and only brother:
Don’t be stupid
Don’t judge other people
Don’t turn someone away; especially if you’re the only one that can help them
It’s ok to talk about the bad shit
It’s okay to speak your mind; just be decent about it.
Pray more, worry less
Listen to music
Dance to music
Sing a song, even if it’s off-key
Spend time in nature
Love on your animals
Be kind, don’t be blind
Wear sunglasses that protect you from the blinding sun, but that also look cool
Do things that feel good, but don’t harm yourself or others
Don’t do drugs
Say no when you want to/or should
Live your life your way
Laugh, laugh harder
Love yourself FIRST 🙏🏼
♈ is the first sign of the zodiac. Both of us are Ariens… He was the kinder one! I learned so much from him. There’s so much more I could list here. But for now, these things live in my heart, and Reve, you will always live in my heart.
Thanks for stopping by! May your day be sweet, safe, happy, and strong! Many blessings 🙏🏼 – Sandi
Did you know Jesus Christ has a wonderful sense of humor?
While on their recent visit, my nieces encouraged me to share my dreams about Jesus. I needed to check my gut on this. I know I’m not the only who has dreams about Jesus, and the prince of darkness.
I’m focusing on the most recent dream I had about Jesus: I was outside. The sun was brilliant. To my left, as I looked up to the sky, I saw a cloud with amazing rainbow-like colors. An angel appeared to cradle a woman in distress. Just as I began to sharpen my focus on the scene, my attention was drawn to activity in front of me, up toward the sky. The angel and woman to the left disappeared.
Jesus’ face came into view. I had been holding a camera. At this point, Jesus smiled, and began posing for a picture, well, several. As He turned His face left and right, tilting His chin slightly up and down, I started snapping away. His smile contagious, I started smiling too. His brown hair fell in soft waves above his shoulders. His mustache and beard perfectly trimmed.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. The dream as much as I can remember, ends there. The next morning, a feeling of peace and happiness permeated my being; setting me free for a time, of burdens, worriess, and fear.
I’m hoping sharing this dream will bring you peace and solace. If Jesus can smile through earthly disaster in all its forms, can’t we too? Maybe, just for awhile?
“I don’t know why you are writing that.” BlueOne said blandly.
“I don’t know why you keep interrupting me.” Replied BlueTwo
“They won’t believe you.” BlueOne’s tone became rigid.
“You seem worried?” BlueTwo’s tone became kinder; softer somehow.
“I’m not worried. I’m thinking you’re wasting your time writing that.”
BlueTwo continued tapping at the keys. Sometimes making notes on a brilliant white piece of paper. And then switching back to the keypad.
“Do you see these flowers?” asked BlueTwo.
“They are right in front of me. I don’t think I became blind in the last five minutes.” BlueOne became sarcastic and sour.
“They are the product of God’s great gift. And, if they can’t be denied by other humans, then why are you so bored with God’s creation?”
BlueOne paused, deep in thought. “I don’t see flowers BlueTwo, you know that.”
“What do you see?”
“Humans stop seeing things that are beautiful – God’s blessings. In every shade of color, in every drop of water. In each sliver of blinding light in sun rays. In every fragrant breeze that carries the earth’s breath. That’s what I see.”
“This is why I write this. To remind humanity of the goodness of every living thing around them. Including other humans. Animals. The earth. Why should we give up?” BlueTwo’s tone became both somber and compassionate at the same time.
“The word GOD, doesn’t impress many people.” BlueOnes’s tone became increasingly bland.
“Go then BlueTwo. We are not here to judge and scamper all over humanity. Today is marked as the first day of spring. When flowers start to bloom, and leaves begin their descent into their own 3D world. When humans start planting their gardens and flowers, and laying down grass and celebrating the new and all things ‘beginning’. I don’t need your help. I don’t need your pessimism. Humans already struggle with this daily – every second. Those who have a relationship with God/supreme being/higher power/great spirit/buddha/Dalai Lama, and so on, have one thing in common and never changes: God lives in everything, and in everyone.” BlueTwo reached to touch the pink and vibrant flowers. Their glow emanated a strange effervescence.
Speechless, BlueOne also reached down to caress the petals, and looked up to the sky. When he looked back at BlueTwo, his eyes had changed to a yellowish gold, with yellow streaks shooting across his face.