Well, it happened. I got sick. Like in bed for 2 days straight, writhing in pain sick. It sucked. I am so glad that I had every single oil I needed to support me right at my fingertips. I do get sick. It happens from time to time, but I recovered. Quicker than most? Who knows? But probably. And I kept my whole family (so far!) from catching what I had too so I am grateful. Ginger oil was a lifesaver. I will definitely be sharing more about all the oils I used during the process on my FB page. As I was lying in bed thinking about all I needed to get done, it struck me that this might be a way of self sabotaging myself. I had all my resolutions made, my lists written out, my goals and intentions ready to go for 2020. I had days, weeks, even months scheduled out. Yoga, walks, teaching (yoga and oil classes), family events, cleanse, reaching out to those who need to know about oils. Plus the meditating, journaling, and tapping. All the things to catapult me into my best year ever! I was so ready. And it all came to a screeching halt. On day 6 of the new year. Ugh. "The Big Leap" by Gay Hendricks talks about how our minds are so connected to our physical health. Sometimes, we get sick just because someone coughed on us, etc. But sometimes it can be a sign of other things happening and is worth exploring if you are trying to make big, scary steps forward in your life. "When you suffer symptoms of illness or experience an accident, you often do so because you're unconsciously trying to prevent yourself from having to do something you don't really want to do and/or protect yourself from something you don't want to feel." He goes on to say that "it's a signal that you need to expand instead of contract. It's telling you that it's time to open up and embrace a new high-water mark of positive energy that's trying to establish itself in you. Underneath the headache might be an insight that is as powerfully positive as the pain is negative. The surface pain is often caused by resisting the underlying positive message." Hmmmm. Interesting, right? This is definitely a pattern that plays itself out for me around the new year or when I go to an event and feel wildly inspired to help everyone I meet (can you say dōTERRA convention anyone?!). All ready to change the world and then I get a headache or a stomach ache that waylays all my grandiose plans. So now I am spending some time examining the idea that my old self is doing whatever it can to protect me from the unknown. Like writing my first blog post. Frightening stuff. I mean, who am I to write a blog worth reading? Off to tap and journal on this stuff now that I have my strength back to hold a pen. I will keep you posted.