I have a several other items that I’ve been working on but I don’t have pics available because I need a camera that can do them justice. Since I haven’t given away anything yet I’ve mostly been my own guinea pig! I haven’t had any kinds of accidents or reactions as far as irritation or anything. I’ve actually seen my skin improve, plus it’s really uplifting to pamper myself with products I’ve made. It’s like I’m validating myself haha! I’ve had a couple of OMG OMG OMG WHAT DO I DO moments with product making, but most everything has turned out very well. Another thing I find really cool with making products, or, anything creative really, is that (unless you totally wreck something) you can salvage it and turn it into something else – and a lot of times what you end up with can be far more awesome than what you set out to do haha – Dava
My mom was very much into the holidays when I was growing up. Christmas has always been her favorite because her birthday is in December, but after that, her love was Easter. As a devout Christian woman, she celebrated Easter as the celebration of the brutalization, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ, and so did I. I always thought my parents were so strict, and they were in many ways, but at the very least, they weren’t those kinds of fundamentalist fuddy duddies who didn’t allow us to celebrate the more commercial aspect of the holidays. We did the holiday parties, gifts, decorations, crafts, songs, just like most others. My favorite part of Easter was dyeing eggs. Oh, and the excessive amounts of candy. Even school was full of stories and projects about the various novelties of the season. At home, my mother would always tell me to, “Remember the REASON for the season!” and then go on babbling excitedly about The Lord. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I’ve been all over the map (and off of it) spiritually, so my stand on holidays has evolved quite a bit. With all of that being said, this is is why I, Dava Greely, celebrate this time of year.
I give respect to Yashua Ben Yosef (Jesus) for the lessons of his life, his being, but even more so than that, I celebrate to give respect to Mother Earth, Gaia, for her grace and sacrifice. Earth Mother is the bearer of the ether into physical reality. Everything about her is abundant, from core to atmosphere. Her essence is to give – naturally, endlessly, and without conditions. She makes flourish our every need. Yet, she is used, abused, and crucified EVERY SINGLE DAY – oil spills, deforestation, air pollution, fracking. She suffers for every moment that she has to watch her children destroy each other and everything around them with violence, famine, pestilence, war, elitism, greed. She succumbs to her pain and sorrow and dies every night and rips the veil so that we may set our eyes on the Cosmos, so that we may know that there’s something bigger than ourselves. And every morning, she is resurrected with the Sun. She raises up from the deep every morning. So, why celebrate this day? Well, the Earth moves with the natural rhythm of seasons and each season represents something different. Ostara and other similar traditions are the celebration of fertility and new life. It’s animals coming out of hibernation, the birds coming back from migration, bees buzzing, crops peaking from beneath the soil, flowers blooming, and butterflies coming out to play. It’s the snow capped mountains beginning to melt and creating streams and waterfalls that will flow into rivers, lakes, and finally to the ocean’s depths. It’s the celebration of childbirth. It’s giving praise for the way a sunrise looks like a baby’s head crowning as it emerges from the darkness of it’s mother’s primordial womb. Happy Resurrection Sunday, indeed.
I took a leap and invested some money in beginning my handmade beauty journey and I’ve been having a complete blast! As part of setting my intentions this year I mentioned that I desired an opportunity to go from researching to getting more hands on and Spirit certainly came through! This is something I’ve been wanting to do since childhood and the actuality of it is so fun and enchanting! This year will be full of experimentation, gifting, and receiving feedback. My desire is to one day turn my passion for handcrafted beauty products into a successful business. So mote it be! )O(
Most of my scents and decorations were purchased from Nature’s Garden:
I’ve been having serious issues with my hair for the last several years now. When I stress or have anxiety attacks, it falls out. When I go through periods of depression, I don’t want to touch it, look at it, so it just gets hidden under a weave or a wig. I’m seriously tired of it. I really want to go completely natural. I tried it before. Did the big chop and started fresh, planning to start natural and grow it out. Then it all fell out again. It would be easier to just keep getting synthetics done to my hair, but I don’t really want to. Mainly because of my kiddo.
She has the most beautiful curls I’ve ever seen. It was this last Yule and I was going to straighten her hair. She just turned five years old and I had never done her hair that way before. She was all excited and we got set up, I started to blow dry her hair and with every passing of the heat over her hair, all the moisture, the glow, the bounce from her hair was stripped away. I only got like two sections in and I just stopped. I told her that we weren’t going to do it and she got upset. “But, mom! I really want you to do it! I don’t like my hair all ‘tangle-y'” I told her that her tangles (okay, naps) are a part of her beauty and that we just have to learn how to work with it. I explained to her that I didn’t feel right doing that to her hair and that I loved her crazy curls. She smiled. I took a spray bottle and wet her hair again. Her curls bounced right back. I took her to stand in the mirror and we had fun parting her hair different ways and dreaming up hair styles. She had the most incredible look of joy and satisfaction on her face as we struck poses in the mirror.
After really meditating on that experience, I can’t see any other choice but natural. What would I look like telling my daughter to leave her hair as The Creator made it and not doing the same? So, what will it be? Fro? Twists? Locs? I will probably have a go with those plus many more. My baby girl inspires me to be me! Look at her beautiful tresses and tell me that ain’t straight from heaven 🙂