Thyme in Bottle

Thyme in Bottle

Cue the sad Jim Croce song "Time in a Bottle".

The Universe is funny.  One of my go to phrases during times of sadness or grief, be they my own or someone else's, is "If I could go to the store and buy you a bottle of time and slather it all over you you would feel better." I say this because healing takes time and we can't rush time no matter how much we may want to.

Today a bottle of thyme essential oil I had ordered as a remedy for snoring for my father came in the mail. As I was transferring some of the oil from the big bottle to the little bottle, the little bottle slipped out of my hand and thyme oil spilled all over me. I laughed out loud alone in my kitchen smelling like pizza as I recalled all the many times I had said  "if only I could slather time all over myself." As they said in the movie Practical Magic, "careful what you wish for".


All of me loves all of me.

All of me loves all of me.

Mothering full circle

Mothering full circle