Herbal Infused Oils & Rose Water Toner – update

A few months ago I mixed up two herbal infused oils to start the 6 week wait for the herbs to infuse. Since then I have added two more herbal infused oils to my collection. 

One of the things that is recommended for herbal body oiling is to use the oils daily. This is so the herbs can get into your system and build up to help your body’s immune system, or nervous system, or whatever the goal of the herbs are that you used in your oils. Truthfully, I have not been oiling daily, but I do take baths with the oils several times a week now. My favorite way to use the oils I’ve made are to pour about two tablespoons into the bath water with pure epsom salts and then soak for about 20+ minutes. This never leaves my bathtub oily and there is enough oil in the water to cover my body and the epsom salts help with easing the aches my body deals with daily. 

Okay, so the first oil I infused contained Jasmine, Lavender, and Damiana. The oils I used were half Sweet Almond Oil and half Olive Oil. This oil does smell more strongly of olive oil, but the combination of the aphrodisiac of the damiana and jasmine and the calming of lavender makes for a very relaxing bath. I’ve used this oil for a massage oil as well. I honestly wasn’t so sure I would be able to tell a difference in how my body felt when using the oils. I am pleasantly surprised that I can tell when I’ve used the oils and my body feels calmer and less stressed or inflamed. 

The second oil I infused had Calendula, Lavender, Dandelion root, and Motherwort. I used unrefined coconut oil, and while this may have been a mistake, the oil did turn out good. The only thing I probably should have done different was use fractionated coconut oil so it would be in a constant liquid state. I have used this oil primarily when my kiddos take baths! It seems to help calm them down before bed and also moisturizes my youngest’s skin and his eczema. 

I also tried to infuse some distilled water and witch hazel with dried rose petals, jasmine, and lavender. It was supposed to infuse for 2 weeks, and when I opened the jar after 2 weeks, I found mold on the herbs at the top of the jar. So instead of the long infusing method, I decided to use a different method and have successfully made rose water toner that lasts exactly 2 months with me using it every day. 

The recipe I use is to place about 3/4 cup of dried flowers/herbs into a small pot, then pour about 1 1/2 cups of distilled water into it. I’ll bring the water to a boil, then let it keep boiling until specifically the rose petals have lost their color. This usually seems to take about 5ish minutes. Once I feel like the petals have lost all their color, I’ll turn off the heat, move the pot, and let the entire thing cool completely. Cooling completely seems to take about an hour or so. Then I use a fine cloth (usually the $0.79 white and red towels from Ikea) over a fine mesh strainer and pour the liquid and herbs/petals into the cloth and strainer. I’ll use a wooden spoon to gently press all the liquid from the herbs/petals. Then pour the strained liquid into an amber or blue glass spray bottle! I almost always use masking tape and write a label with the date to stick on the bottle, then put and keep the bottle in the fridge. 

I used dried rose petals, calendula, and chamomile flowers for the toner pictured above! As I’m still struggling with persistent hormonal acne, I wanted to add the powerhouse flowers of calendula and chamomile as they are really good for calming the skin and soothing inflammation. Besides, chamomile flowers smell amazingly like honey! 

As I’m still working to heal my body from the inside out, I wanted to create another oil with the specific purpose of balancing hormones. I used a grapeseed oil as the base oil this time, and the herbs I used were Damiana, Passion Flower, Calendula, and Rosebuds. Damiana and Passion Flower are good balancing herbs, Passion Flower specifically is good for calming anxiety and the nervous system. Calendula is also another herb good for anti-inflammatory purposes. When I use this oil in my bath, I feel rejuvenated and calmed when I get out. This oil in addition to some new herbs I’m taking as supplements, my body is feeling more balanced than I can ever remember. 

Last but not least, I made a fourth oil specifically to use on my spouse’s and my face. I have long been using Sea Buckthorn Seed Oil for acne control. Sea Buckthorn is a powerful antioxidant and contains a lot of beta carotene which causes the almost disturbing orange-ish color. I promise, in tiny amounts, this oil doesn’t not stain your skin! As I know chamomile and calendula have some amazing facial benefits, I used those two herbs and infused the oil for about 3 weeks in Sea Buckthorn Seed oil and Grapeseed oil. Once this oil was done, I mixed it with some essential oils – tea tree, frankincense, lavender, and eucalyptus. My spouse and I use this oil on our faces every evening once we’ve washed our faces and used witch hazel as a toner. 

Something I have not been able to do yet and which I plan to do, is to return the herbs and dried flowers used in the making of these oils to Mother Gaia. It’s been too cold outside, but also due to my own health and the chaos of having started a new job, I have not had the motivation to do so. But it is important to me to to honor Mother with the giving of her bounty so I can make these oils. It’s all about honoring those cycles of life and death! 

Herbal Oils, Facial Toners, Herbal Bath Salts

About three weeks ago, I started learning about herbal oils and the health benefits that come from oiling. There are many benefits that come with practicing herbal body oiling, but also, herbal infused oils can be used to make healing salves and even lotions.

So I decided to go on a “foraging” mission and found a store here in Denver that has the most fantastic selection of dried herbs and flowers! Walking out $20 lighter, my hands were full of bags of dried herbs and flowers.  Having this be my first time making any oils, I did a little bit a research, then followed my gut. I made two different oils, and they are still sitting and infusing. Both oils have about 4 more weeks before I can open them up and strain the herbs and flowers out of them.

The first one I made, I am calling Aphrodite’s Oil. The reason for this is because two of the herbs/flowers I have in that oil have aphrodisiac effects. Not only that, but all three herbs/flowers I put in are good for anxiety and stress relief.

Rituals & Researching

I discovered Pinterest 5 years ago, roughly 4 1/2 years ago I really seriously started pinning. I have long been known to scour Google for information when my interest has been peaked. In short, I live and breathe researching. That’s how I come to understand what it is that is holding my interest or what I would like to dig deeper into. When it comes to my pagan path, I have of course dug right in to researching the different aspects I want to know more about.

When I gathered with 17 other mermaid goddesses two and a half weeks ago, I felt like I had finally, finally found my community. Not only that, I finally had my people who I could see in person, who fully understand and welcomed me alongside of their pagan journey as well. It was breathtakingly beautiful and fulfilling. But one of the things I’ve come to realized is that I have been on this pagan path for a lot longer than I realized. I was cleaning up and reorganizing my 12,000 some pins on Pinterest and discovered pins that I had saved several years ago that were exactly what I had been looking for a week ago. There is something quite validating about realizing I’ve been reaching for this path for so long and to watch it start blossoming and flowing before my eyes.

I struggled with finding time and balance and a connection to the Wheel of the Year days I tried to celebrate three years ago. It didn’t flow, it didn’t feel natural. I had wanted to be purposeful with honoring the full moons and new moons, but again, it just didn’t flow nor did I feel connected. There was a part of me that was so shut down I needed that part badly before I could truly connect to the path I longed for.

After the weekend gathering, I felt multiples fire ignite strongly within me. I finally felt a completion of what I had been yearning for for several years. I felt the rightness, the deep connection, the flow as I turned to and started leaning into learning about rituals for moon cycles, full/new moons, and digging my fingers into learning about herbs and flowers. Not only do I feel these flames building inside of me, I have never felt so confident that this is what I’m supposed to be doing right now. You know, that sense of of Fate? That absolutely messy beautiful perfectness.

I sat down and performed a full moon ritual a week and a half ago and it felt comfortable and invigorating and exactly what I was supposed to do. It flowed, I was in my element, I felt a connection to the ritual, the full moon, and the energies around me. I will write about my ritual another time though. But one of the things I also did over last month’s full moon (August, Full Moon in Pisces) was make moon water. The energy from the full moon felt so strong to me that I wanted to capture the energy in water. I have been drinking some of the water when I needed a boost of energy, and I used some of the water to make moon water cleansing spray.

I mixed some moon water in to a blue glass spray bottle with a little bit of frankincense essential oil and some Himalayan pink salt. My plan is as we enter the new moon phase of September, is to cleanse my front door and windows and then take sweetgrass and smudge the space, calling protection and my ancestors and the Goddesses.

I am starting to plan out the seeds I want to plant for a container garden I hope to start in the spring here. This is another ritual I am looking forward to adding to my life. It is amazing to me about how natural all of this feels to me. I really am sure I have been down this path before in another lifetime. I am not struggling to figure out how to fit my pagan path into my everyday life. It is balancing and harmonizing with everything I do day to day. That is a huge sign that I am truly on the right path.

The Marks I Carry

When I was little I hated anyone seeing my back. I was embarrassed and felt like it was a “bad” thing to have such an obvious grouping of moles on my back. I have the majority of the Big Dipper constellation on my back. I am only missing the very last star at the tip of the handle. I have matching moles on the top of each hand, like almost creepy matchy-matchy. I also have a crescent moon shape in moles across my lower rib cage too.

Deepening my connection with Spirit and Mother Earth has brought me a new awareness. I feel like I am looking back over this life I am currently living and seeing multiple things, yet again, with new eyes. I am seeing the points in my life where I’ve sensed that I’ve been there before. Or the familiarity I feel now as I start learning and working with herbs, plants, and flowers. I already knew that I have worked with Goddesses in past lives. I know that I was once a part of Aphrodite’s Temple. I know I have been an herbalist in past lives. I know that this pagan life I am moving in to now is not the first time I’ve lived such a life.

Research is my forte. I adore researching, that’s how I learn, and that’s how I gather knowledge. I came across and article talking about “witches’ marks.” These are specifically things that show up across your lifetimes AND are passed down through generations of witches.

I was twisting around in front of my full length mirror two evenings ago trying to get a full look at the constellation of moles I have on my back. There is a lot of history attached to that formation for me. I feel like I’ve had this marking before. It is something that has held a lot of fear and concern. It is something that I was “marked” with in a past life as a “witch” and threatened and possibly even killed. The markings on my hands only recently showed up in the past 5 years. Those markings hold even more past history in them. I look at my hands and I can sense the history my hands have held, I can see the markings and know that they signify I am on the right path and I have been abused on this past before.

I think our bodies tell stories if we are willing to listen. They will not only tell us stories about our current lifetime, but of past lives, of past experiences, of situations we escaped from and lived. I think when we are ready, we can enter into a space and learn of our pasts, of the things that we need to carry in to this present life and then carry those things forward.

I am proud of the marks my body carries. I know they are significant to me. I know that these are marks for me and me alone. And that’s okay. I am proud to call myself Witch and to know a deep sense of peace that I am truly stepping into my calling.

What Paganism Means to Me

Paganism – the thing I once feared and cringed at

I left Christianity about 5 years ago. When I finally said no, I am not a Christian, it was like my spirit finally got to take its first breath. It was such a relief to leave and close the door on the legalism, the judgmental, and deeply toxic religion. As I walked away, I knew I was supposed to be a part of something spiritual, but I knew it would never be an organized religion ever again. I was given my first tarot deck shortly after leaving the christian religion. That tarot deck was an incredible introduction into the spirit world surrounding us as well as an introduction into me strengthening my bond with my intuition. That first tarot deck gave me the tools to lean into the things I had always known and sensed, but had never had direction with. My spouse gave me a tarot set for Christmas three years ago, and that has always been a special deck to me. But somehow, tarot just wasn’t enough. I needed something more, I needed to be stretched and guided, and tarot was merely scratching the surfaces of the things I was being pulled towards.

We moved from the east coast to the midwest, and it was like my soul came alive. Being in the wide open, the mountains always protecting, it was the first place I had ever lived that finally and truly felt like home. When we first arrived, I started looking up Wiccan groups, but the more I researched and asked questions of various groups that caught my eye, I knew it wasn’t time, nor was I entirely sure that following a Wiccan path was what I was meant to do. The very idea that Wiccan is organized was and still is very unappealing to me. Then hell struck, and then struck again and again, and it’s only been in the past few months that I have able to catch my breath and feel like I can stand on solid ground. As I have found my footing, I have found my path, I have found my community, I have found my faith again.

I am 100% pagan, 100% against organized religion, and a budding Green, or Cottage, Witch. Being pagan [to me] means living with intentional awareness of the environment I’m in. Whether that means being in my car driving around, listening to my children chatter in the back seat, or being at home in my kitchen cooking or my bed reading and researching, that means I’m aware of the Goddesses who are with me, the spirits that surround me, and whether I am grounded or not. Being pagan means honoring the earth and her bounty, honoring the spirits who give me wisdom and knowledge, and worshiping together with my fellow sisters. Being pagan means accepting all of the consequences of my own actions, and recognizing that what I believe is never going to be exactly what someone else believes, and HOLDING SPACE for others’ beliefs. And yes I am aware of my hypocrisy of not being all that willing to hold space for christian beliefs. For now, I’m going to sit with that and be okay with it, because christianity fucked me over so badly, I don’t need to give anyone my angry spirit about that belief system.

Being pagan means expanding my mental capacity and spirit in reaching out the Goddesses that call my name. It’s means getting my hands dirty and understanding oils, salves, essences, herbs and flowers. It means performing rituals to honoring the passing of the Full Moons and New Moons and the Wheel of the Year. Being pagan means doing things that mean stopping and taking a breath and giving back to Mother Gaia/Earth.

It is a slightly torn place to be as I am a mother and have responsibilities from waking to falling asleep every day. A friend had a really good way of putting things; I am not trying to find balance between my pagan practice and my day-to-day life – I am working on harmonizing my paganism and the rest of my life. My pagan practice is not a separate thing, it is who I am, so why not blend the two, figure out how to still be intentional as I’m rushing around with my kids during the day.

I have found that the things that been bubbling under the surface for the past 5 years have been significantly ignited now. And not only does this all feel slow and steady, I am not burning out. I have learned to take this path one step at a time, and work my way towards the goals I want. I am finding myself more patient with myself, and more patient with the things I can do or simply do not have the time or means to do. I am learning that the Goddess will supply, and if it’s time for something, then it is time and I will find my path forward clear.