“Heal yourself with the light of the sun and the rays of the moon. With the sound of the river and the waterfall. With the swaying of the sea and the fluttering of birds.

Heal yourself with mint, neem, and eucalyptus. Sweeten with lavender, rosemary, and chamomile. Hug yourself with cocoa bean and a hint of cinnamon. Put love in tea instead of sugar and drink it looking at the stars.

Heal yourself with the kisses the wind gives you and the hugs of the rain. Stand strong with your bare feet on the ground and with everything that comes from it. Be smarter every day by listening to your intuition, looking at the world with your forehead.

Jump, dance, sing, so that you live happier. Heal yourself, with beautiful love and always remember… You are the medicine.” — Maria Sabina, Mexican healer and poet.

The Healing Power Within:

Maria Sabina’s poetic words serve as a gentle reminder that the elements surrounding us can be potent sources of healing. Nature, with its sun, moon, rivers, and waterfalls, holds the key to rejuvenation. The medicinal properties of herbs like mint, neem, and eucalyptus, combined with the soothing essence of lavender, rosemary, and chamomile, present a natural pharmacy for our well-being. You can find at www.tysah.com a natural fragrance oil and a natural soap with oatmeal that can serve this purpose.

The act of self-hugging with cocoa bean and a touch of cinnamon symbolizes the importance of self-love and warmth. For some warmth, get the dark chocolate from Ecuador we have available at www.tysah.com Choosing love over bitterness, as suggested by replacing sugar with love in our tea, encourages a positive mindset, especially when gazing at the stars, offering a moment of tranquility and self-reflection.

Embracing the elements, from the wind’s kisses to the rain’s hugs, symbolizes connecting with the world around us. Grounding ourselves with bare feet on the earth allows us to absorb its energy, promoting physical and mental balance. Maria Sabina encourages us to listen to our intuition, viewing the world with our forehead, indicating a deeper, mindful understanding of our surroundings.

Living a Joyful Life:

Jump, dance, sing—these simple yet profound actions are the keys to unlocking a happier life. By actively participating in joyful activities, we invite positivity and light into our existence. Maria Sabina’s message is clear: life is meant to be lived fully and joyously.

Conclusion:

In the symphony of life, self-healing is the melody that allows us to harmonize with the world around us. TYSAH is a call to action, an invitation to prioritize self-care and embrace the healing power within. As Maria Sabina eloquently puts it, “You are the medicine.”
So, let’s embark on this journey of self-discovery, treating ourselves with love, and allowing the healing process to unfold.

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Starting a journaling practice can be a wonderful journey of self-discovery and reflection. Journaling is more than just putting pen to paper; it’s a voyage into the depths of your thoughts and emotions, offering a pathway to self-discovery and personal growth. At TYSAH we have recently launched a downloadable journal with prompts that will lead to discovery and self-reflection, you can get it for only $11.11 at www.tysah.com. Whether you use our TYSAH journal or other prompts or format, here are four suggestions to help you start your journaling adventure:

1. Find the Right Time of the Day or Week

Choosing the optimal time to journal can make a significant difference in the effectiveness of your practice. Some people find solace in the early morning, allowing them to set intentions for the day ahead. Others prefer unwinding with their thoughts in the evening, reflecting on the events that transpired. Experiment with different times to discover what works best for you. Whether it’s a quiet Sunday afternoon or a brisk Monday morning, find the time that aligns with your schedule and energy levels.

2. Don’t Be Afraid to Be Honest: Feel All Your Feelings

Journaling is a safe space for authenticity. Embrace the power of vulnerability by allowing yourself to express your true thoughts and feelings. Don’t shy away from the full spectrum of emotions, including the ones that may seem uncomfortable or challenging. The pages of your journal are a judgment-free zone, providing an opportunity for self-reflection and emotional release. Remember, the more honest you are with yourself on paper, the deeper your understanding of your inner world will become.

3. Prepare for Triggers, Look for Support for Your Healing

Journaling may uncover emotions and memories that have been tucked away. Be prepared for triggers that may arise as you delve into your thoughts. If certain topics bring up difficult feelings, consider seeking support from friends, family, or professionals. Healing is a process, and journaling can be a powerful tool on that journey. Don’t hesitate to share your experiences with those you trust or explore additional therapeutic avenues to aid in your emotional well-being.

4. Get Creative and Dare to Explore New Emotions

Your journal is a canvas for creativity. Experiment with various writing styles, doodles, or even incorporate mixed media to make your entries visually appealing. Use prompts to inspire your writing and explore new emotions and perspectives. Let your journaling practice evolve with you; there are no rules or limitations. The more creative and open-minded you are, the richer your journaling experience will become.

Embark on your journaling journey with an open heart and a curious mind. Your journal is a reflection of your inner world, a companion on the path to self-discovery. Embrace the process, and watch as the pages unfold to reveal the depth and beauty within you.

Happy journaling!

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It all started with those persistent back pains that felt far from ordinary. My body tried to tell me something, so I decided to listen. I visited my doctor, requesting a sonogram of my ovaries, suspecting cysts due to PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) might be behind the discomfort. But the sonogram revealed something unexpected – a mass in my uterus.

The initial 45-minute procedure turned into a two-hour surgery as the doctors found multiple masses in my uterus that hadn’t appeared on the initial scan. The diagnosis that followed was a shock- Endometrial Hyperplasia with Atypia. It meant the masses were not cancerous at that moment but pre-cancerous.

The idea of “pre-cancerous” sent a shiver down my spine. The long-term solution suggested was a hysterectomy. In case you’re wondering, a hysterectomy is the surgical removal of the uterus, effectively ending any hope of bearing children. This heavy blow brought profound grief, anger, and sadness, especially considering my ongoing dream of biological motherhood.

Adding to the emotional turmoil, I endured a month of uncertainty and anxiety from when they discovered the mass to the surgery date. It was a month of not knowing what was growing inside me.

In the end, I faced a challenging decision. I chose to undergo a painful Mirena IUD implant procedure. This IUD offered temporary relief by releasing hormones to halt the growth of these ominous masses, although it wasn’t a lasting solution.

Now, I continue to focus on rebuilding my physical health and strength while exploring all available options. My community has been my unwavering support system throughout this emotional journey. TYSAH, or “Treat Your Self And Heal,” has meant altar work, deepening my spiritual practice, finding solace in nature through hikes with friends, hiring an Attunement Coach, and drawing strength from my community. It’s been a whirlwind of doctor’s appointments, experimenting with various medications, including herbal remedies, and understanding the importance of rest in this process.

Listening to my body and being proactive about my health led me to this discovering this before it became cancerous. While it’s been a challenging road, I’m determined to heal and explore every avenue available to me. Thank you for being on this journey with me, TYSAH community. Let’s continue to heal together.

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Introduction:

I never thought or even wanted to be a gym person. I didn’t love the idea of changing into workout clothes nor trying to fit into the 5 am club! Never appealed to me. I used to refer to myself as weak and uninterested in exercise. Despite several attempts in the past, statistics proved correct, as my gym memberships rarely lasted more than three months. Little did I know that my perspective would change, and I would love my gym time to the point that it’s on my calendar as part of my work routine. 

The Turning Point:

I found out my cholesterol levels were high, and it made sense; I was constantly fatigued and sleepy. Determined to improve my health, I made an appointment with a nutritionist. I loved it since their approach centered on nutrition, educating me on making better choices and fostering a healthier relationship with food rather than the traditional: losing weight plan. Over six months, I followed a meal plan incorporating more vegetables and vibrant colors into my daily meals. Weight loss was not my main focus; I embraced the joy of nourishing my body from within.

Taking the First Step:

My nutritionist recommended exercising at least three times a week as part of my journey toward better health. Despite my hesitation to join a gym, I decided to sign up for an at-home challenge. Encouragement came in the form of a friend who joined me on this fitness journey, promising to keep each other accountable, (Thank you, Cece!) During one of my workouts at home, my two-year-old daughter observed my every move, imitating the exercises with her adorable enthusiasm. At that moment, my reasons for exercising became clear: to lower my cholesterol but also showing up for myself and my family. Showing my daughter that exercise and movement are fun. Did I discover exercise and nutrition as self-care?

Discovering a New Passion:

I decided to join a brand-new gym near my home. Initially, I felt how my body adjusted to the new routine and relearned its movements. As a former jazz dancer, I had always been active in my childhood, I was overwhelmed by the idea of lifting weights, doing cross-fit training, and even running – it seemed daunting. Surprisingly, I discovered that I could achieve things I never thought possible. Day by day, I showed up! My strength grew weekly, and I was proud of my progress and the care I showed my body that mattered and that I needed exercise and nutrition as self-care.

Finding Balance and Self-Care:

Unlike the stereotypical gym-goer, I don’t obsessively weigh myself or count calories. My primary focus is to incorporate exercise and nutrition as self-care practices and maintain a healthy lifestyle. As a co-founder of TYSAH, I have the privilege of incorporating my gym time into my work schedule, allowing me to prioritize my well-being. I exercise at my own pace, free from the pressure of comparison or expectations. I don’t feel guilty about indulging in things I enjoy, like chocolate, pizza, or beer, because balance is essential. Rest is just as crucial as exercise, and I’ve learned to honor my body’s need for both.

Embracing the Journey:

My exercise routine is not about achieving a particular body type or competing with others. It’s a personal journey unique to me and my goals. I don’t post gym selfies on social media or boast about my accomplishments, as my journey is profoundly personal and inwardly fulfilling. I respect and admire those who rise early and lift heavy weights; their path is their own, and I celebrate the diverse experiences and goals of others. Exercise is about self-care, nourishing my body, and ensuring a steady supply of serotonin, a natural mood enhancer. These journals have helped me keep track of my progress.

Conclusion:

Looking back, I am immensely proud of how far I have come. From hating the gym to eagerly marking my gym time on my calendar, I’ve discovered how exercise and nutrition transform mental well-being. My high cholesterol diagnosis sparked the change, and with guidance and determination, I’ve built a healthier lifestyle. Today, I am grateful for the opportunity to prioritize self-care and care for my body. It is not about perfection or comparison; it’s about embracing my journey and finding joy in the process.

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Because the rage was more internal, my healing had to be internal too. Affirmations became a part of my daily ritual, even if I didn’t believe them then. I began reading more and checking in with myself more; mind, body, and spirit. Admittedly I threw myself into work which we can argue wasn’t good for me, but at the moment, it’s what I needed. A distraction from the pain. So yes, I’d say it was healing but not sustainable. 

Kevin and I still grieve our babies, but every day we show up in a way that we hope would make them proud. We are committed to our babies and to ourselves, and that, for us, looks like being committed to this healing journey. We still talk about them and honor them with physical mementos and rituals. We honor eachother as parents and celebrate mother’s and father’s days because our babies made us parents. And you can’t tell us that Apollo, our Goldendoodle is not their 3rd sibling. Apollo has helped us heal in so many ways. We honor our rough days while still being hopeful for the future; when the time comes for us to raise a child, we will be prepared. 

Although Kevin and I are at the center of these efforts, our lift would’ve been so much heavier if it weren’t for the support of our community which includes people who don’t even know us. It’s been six years since we lost KDB, and we are still being held up by our community. We still get texts on anniversaries and meals sent to our house. Just last month, I received a teddy bear, a bracelet with footprints, and a K pendant from Project B.E.A.R, which gives bears to anyone grieving the loss of a baby free of charge. This nonprofit also provides resources for families grieving the loss of an infant, pregnancy, or navigating infertility. Their gift in honor of our babies was exactly what I needed this year. These gestures remind us that our babies have not been forgotten. This is continued healing. 

We are not the first, and unfortunately, we will not be the last to know this pain. And although I know this pain, I also know the healing that comes when people support you as you navigate life with loss. It’s why TYSAH Overcoming was created. It’s why I’m writing this blog. Thank you for bearing witness to this part of my healing journey. Thank you for keeping our babies in your heart. Thank you for being a part of this healing community. Thank you. 

Read previous blog posts:
Go to Part I
Go to Part II
Go to Part III
Go to Part IV

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Our nurses assured us we could stay in the room for as long as we wanted to and let us know that later that day, we would be visited by a social worker who would help us navigate setting up arrangements for our son. The nurses checked in on Kevin and me equally and gave us privacy as we allowed our bodies to release the anguish through tears. This was healing.

The hospital staff cleaned our baby and handed him over to us. He was dressed in a tiny hat and gown made especially for premature babies by amazing volunteers from a nonprofit called Angel Outfitters, who didn’t even know us. He was wrapped in two blankets, and we were gifted his hands and feet prints which would later become memorial tattoos for Kevin and me. What a gift. They also took pictures of our sweet boy and gifted us a memorial box with mementos to honor our son. The photos they had taken were already printed and gently placed in the box. Photos that are now treasures. This was healing. 

Kevin’s parents arrived at the hospital shortly after KDB was handed to us, and they stayed strong for us despite also feeling the heartbreak. My eldest brother drove an hour to see us at 3:00 am to give his baby sister a much-needed hug and kept my other brother and sister in the loop. My sister, who had also lost her first baby boy at 18 weeks pregnant several years prior, was with me over the phone, and we grieved together, honoring our babies and hoping they would find each other in heaven. She encouraged me to spend as much time as possible with our son, despite the pain, because these moments were still precious. She guided me and held me even from afar in a way no one else could. She, unfortunately, understood my pain. I write this in honor of her baby too. This was healing. 

After a few hours, we came to terms, at least for a moment, that we could not keep our son forever, and it was time to make decisions for his arrangements. Our son would be cremated, and his remains would be returned to us in a few weeks. The social worker was kind and reiterated that we could stay with our son for as long as necessary. Handing KDB over to the funeral home was incredibly painful, but at that moment, I was a mother doing what was best for my child despite my torment. Once KDB left the room, I no longer wanted to be there. It was now the room I had lost my son in, and I wanted to jump out of my skin the longer we were there.  Kevin and I returned home, and I lost it. I wanted to break everything in sight but settled for furiously punching our living room couch. Thankfully I had the most patient and understanding husband (boyfriend at the time) because he stood by my side as I fell apart and gently put the pieces together when I was ready. This moment of rage was healing too. 

The next day my mom was on the first flight to California to be with me, and Kevin’s mother immediately began planning our son’s funeral. The ceremony was bittersweet, but we showed up for our son and honored his life despite his short time with us. This was healing. 

Our loved ones honored him too. My best friend’s mom had birth announcements made for KDB and gifted me a beautiful necklace with his initials. My sorority sister sent me vegan cookies, and I received beautiful messages from loved ones who didn’t expect me to reply. During one of my lowest moments, when Kevin was out of town, one of my best friends drove 8 hours to sit with me for two and drove back in time for work. I believe she saved my life that day. This was healing. 

I began working with a therapist a few months later, specializing in grief, because I was still incredibly angry at God and my dad, and I was no longer speaking to either. Through our work, I began opening myself up to dialogue with my dad. Before my son’s death, I would speak to my dad daily. Even though he was no longer here physically, I felt his presence and knew he was watching over me. Since losing my son, I didn’t want to talk about him, let alone talk to him. Until I finally had a dream with him. He was sitting at the top of a snowy mountain. It was nighttime, but the moonlight was shining right on him. I could see him clearly sitting in a wheelchair, and I marched right up to him. I didn’t say a word to him. I used all the rage I had inside me to push him off the mountain as hard as I could. Then I received a phone call from my sister telling me that my dad was dead and someone had pushed him over the mountain. I began to cry hysterically, and then my dad reappeared. I buried my face in his chest and apologized for pushing him. In between sobs, I explained that I was just SO ANGRY, but I didn’t mean to hurt him. He held me as I cried, reassuring me that he understood. I woke up from the dream with a soaked pillow case and a new perspective on my grief. I recognized then that if my dad could’ve saved my son, he would’ve. This was healing. 

Read from the beginning here – Go to Part I
Read the next and final part – Go to Part V

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Our families and friends were just as excited. This pregnancy was a cause for celebration, and celebrate we did! Kevin’s parents took us by surprise by announcing our pregnancy to a house full of relatives and friends during thanksgiving dinner. Given that some relatives had just met me that day, this was a huge shock, but nonetheless, they welcomed me into the family with open arms. My siblings were ecstatic when I shared the news and asked them to wait to tell mom until we came to visit. My mom was in Virginia at the time, and I lived in California, and we were planning to surprise her with the news in person. As the baby of the family, it seemed as though everyone was looking forward to welcoming “their baby’s baby.” Even my dad, who had passed away less than two years prior, showed up in my dreams with a huge smile on his face carrying a cake and bottles of alcohol and ready to drive me to a party he had planned for us. I woke from the dream feeling that my baby and I were safe and protected. After all, my dad was in heaven looking over us! 

Although we were excited, we decided to keep this news private until we got closer to our baby’s due date, and when we found out he would be a boy, we called all our loved ones one by one to officially share that our baby had a name, Kevin Dagoberto Brown. Kevin after his daddy and paternal grandfather, and Dagoberto after my dad and brother. Everything was perfect. All that was left was to share the news with my mom. 

Kevin and I made the trip to Virginia and gathered all the kids (my nieces, nephews, and God babies) to join in on Abuela’s surprise. My siblings and childhood friend made signs for the babies to hold, sharing the news with their abuela that another grandchild would be added to her list of heartbeats. My best friend’s mother, a second mother to me, sat with my mom holding her hand as she started putting the pieces together one by one until finally receiving a framed ultrasound in a gift bag from my God-daughter, telling her that I was pregnant. She immediately broke down in tears, thanking God for answering our prayers. I say OUR prayers because we all prayed for this child. We all yearned for this child; he was finally on his way. My heart was whole, the baby was healthy and growing, and I knew he was feeling the love. Kevin and I returned to California ready to be the best parents to our son and hopeful for what was to come. 

Time was flying, my belly was growing, my nose was widening, and I was glowing. KDB, as we lovingly called him, was so active, especially whenever I ate mangoes, mangoes were his favorite, and he told me by doing what felt like flips whenever I would eat them. He grew so fast and made me sleep so much that I knew he would be tall like his daddy. Despite the exhaustion, I wanted to be as healthy and strong as possible, so I stayed active. I would walk in the mornings and at night and no matter the time his daddy never let us leave the house without his reflector belt. We were so careful. 

Despite our precautions, in the early hours of February 27th 4 months before his due date, I woke up to excruciating back pains and an urge to use the bathroom. I sprung out of bed and made my way to the restroom. Kevin must have felt the urgency because, within seconds, he was at the bathroom door as my water broke. “We need to go to the ER. I think I’m in labor.” 

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By Solano Writers Society

Happy Friday TYSAH Writers!

It has been nearly a week since we came together and spent some time healing our soul through love notes. I have carried your words with me this week—the image of your grandfather speaking to you with care and warmth, the reminder that this boy of the moment isn’t worth you, the strength of you speaking your truth out loud. Because you chose to show up on a Saturday to write in a room with others, you get to call yourself a writer. I hope you felt at least a little bit proud and a little bit more writerly this week.

During our session last Saturday, we experienced a number of things together:

• That writing can be joyful
• That writing can be helpful to process what you’re feeling
• That writing can fit into your day
• That writing can be more meaningful when you have a community to share it with

The hardest part about writing is that we put all kinds of obstacles in our path to stop us from writing. So let me lower that bar to entry! Let me make it fantastically easy to begin. Below, I’ve provided some resources that make it impossible for you to say no to yourself.

When you don’t know what to write…

• Start with the prompts from “Love notes for your soul: the healing power of writing.” Do the same prompt with new memories or new letters, or alter the prompt and write about a memory with a different core emotion, or write a letter to somebody else. Find the prompts at the end of the blog for easy access.
• There are some great books of prompts out there, perhaps you already have one you picked up and never used. Some of my favorites include The Storymatic, 642 Things to Write About, and The Amazing Story Generator.
• Many writers post prompts for free on their social media, chances are you already follow some (Instagram, Pinterest, etc.). Check out Shea’s Bookshelf.
• Look around the room and pick an object, then write how you feel about it. Maybe it sparks a memory. Maybe it takes on a personality of its own.
• Open up a page from your last journal entry and pick a line that speaks to you.

When you don’t know what you’re feeling…

• Give yourself grace and journal. If you don’t have a journal, open up a Word/Google doc, grab a piece of printer paper, rip a page out of your kid’s notebook, write on the back of the grocery receipt. The medium doesn’t matter. Your words matter.
• If writing feels unnerving, try speaking it out loud. Go for a walk or talk out loud while you’re driving. There are all kinds of speech-to-text apps available.
• The most important thing is to not judge yourself as you process. Don’t think what someone else will think. Don’t worry about what you will think when you’re reading this journal entry in 2 years. Don’t stress that the words aren’t right, just write.
• Sometimes we don’t know what we’re feeling because we play the oppression game, “Well, it’s not as bad as somebody else.” That’s true AND you get to have your feelings validated. Writing is an excellent way to capture all the chaos inside and make something beautiful out of it.

When you don’t have time…

• Most of our day is spent in transition: waking up to making coffee, getting ready for work to driving, the first meeting to the first break, driving home to making dinner, working out to showering, etc. All those transitions are beautiful opportunities to write. Choose 1 and go!
• Set yourself an alarm or build in time on your calendar. Block out 5 minutes for a quick write or 10 minutes to journal.
• Multitask—use writing as a way to decompress during your lunch break, use a speech-to-text app to capture your thoughts on your commute to work, write next to your kids as they’re doing their homework. 

When you don’t want to write alone…

• Join Solano Writers Society every Wednesday evening at 7pm PT!
• Start talking about writing with your friends, coworkers, family; chances are, there are other writers around you who are part of a community or would be excited to join you. 
• Seek out local writing groups online and on social media. We’re in such a virtual space that you won’t be alone for long.

When writing isn’t your #1 passion…

• Know that it doesn’t have to be! Writing is a tool that you can pick up and put down. It’s there when you need it. 
• Think about why you showed up to “Love notes for your soul: the healing power of writing.” We are catalyzed to write for different reasons and they don’t need to be the same each time.
• Change up the format! Perhaps when you’re hurt, you prefer to journal. But when you’re feeling excited, maybe a song or a poem is a better fit.

We hope this helps. Hopefully, you were so inspired by one of these ideas, you didn’t even make it to the end of this blog and you’re out there writing right now.

We’d like to leave you with a couple final resources. One of the best ways to be inspired to write and keep writing is to read. When we read other’s works, we learn new ways to craft ideas, capture images, and convey emotion. These can be any kind of books you enjoy or they can be specific books on writing. Our favorites include The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron and The Book on Writing by Paula LaRocque.

We wish you a safe rest of your February and empower you to reclaim 2/14 for self-love!

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We believe self-care is such a personal and unique experience; that it requires learning
ourselves over and over and over again. To honestly know what works for us, we must
seek what fits with intention: trial and error, seeing healing as an adventure.

What’s inside and why:

• 01 Tea
  Victor Frankl once said, “Between stimulus and response, there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.” Man’s search for Meaning.
  
  We decided to include tea bags as a powerful tool that helps us pause. Pauses are necessary for our fast-paced environment. Gabriela and Alejandra invite you to sip a cup of hot tea whenever needed. This product comes to you directly from El Salvador.
  
• 02 Candle
  We know smells activate the part of our brains connected to memory and emotions; take a stroll down memory lane or create new memories while enjoying these relaxing scents. In addition, our candles are beautiful & unique. We invite you to use it to decorate any space you occupy.
  This product is proudly brought to you by women entrepreneurs in El Salvador. 

• 03 Magnet
  Our Be Good To You magnet serves as a quick everyday reminder to treat yourself with kindness while you heal! Regardless of where you are in your healing process; it is important to have patience and give yourself grace.
  Be Good To You!

• 04 Stickers
  Stickers can work as small reminders to boost happiness and spread positive messages around you. Place them strategically in locations you see often. Take pride in your journey, have fun, and see how many you can collect. 

• 05 Journal
  Whether incomplete or simple blurbs, what comes to you in ideas or thoughts is there for a reason. TYSAH was born from many unfinished ideas that became complete once put together. We wouldn’t exist without our journals. For years, they held the key to what we were looking for: TYSAH. Use it to write to-do lists, brainstorm, write reflections, write when anxious, or make dibujitos (little drawings). What will you come up with? Make it an adventure! The cover was hand-painted by a Salvadoran artist.
  
• 06 Picture Frame
  Frame your vision! We encourage you to use the frame included in your box to highlight something that is meaningful to you. Use it to center the image of a loved one, your favorite quote, or a drawing of your choice. This frame is intentionally blank allowing you to get creative and make it your own. Write a quote, create a collage, or draw around the frame.  Whatever you choose, gift yourself the freedom to create.

• 07 Fragrance Oil
  Enjoy the orange fragrance from the essential oil for an energy boost. Orange fragrance has been shown to reduce fatigue, boost energy, and increase feelings of happiness. This oil is not edible however we have enjoyed rubbing a few drops into our hands and adding a couple of drops to our bath water. A little goes a long way with this product! The possibilities are endless.
  It comes to you directly from a New York-based, Black and Women-Owned Business.
  
• 08 Affirmation Cards
  We believe that words and language matter; they have a powerful effect on our healing process. Use these affirmation cards to treat yourself with kindness and grace. Spread their message by mailing one as a postcard, or leave one for someone to find in a public location.
  
  

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