​I've been diving in to the history behind some of our well known "vintage" Christmas carols this December. Some of you may have seen them in my FB stories. (I'm doing my best to highlight one per day). 🎄 It's been so interesting and I've gained a much greater appreciation for songs and their backstage stories. 
Today's archeological dig was especially compelling because it seems like it could have been written this year, and I wanted to share.  
🎶" I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" 🎶was written as a poem in the middle of our country's Civil War in 1863 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 
His wife of 18 years had just passed away unexpectedly, and his son had gone to fight for the freedom of all men to parts unknown. Longfellow was notified by telegram on December 1st,  that his son was seriously wounded at a battle during the Mine Run Campaign. He was emotionally devastated by both events and the stress of everyday life during war time.
Yet in his deepest despair, he retained his devout faith in Christ.   
As I read thru the verses of the original song (some of the modern versions have been altered), I was struck by these two in particular:
🎶'And in despair I bowed my head;
"There's no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men!"
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The Wrong shall fail, 
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men."🎶
Ephesians 6:12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of the dark world and against spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
God's not dead friends. He's very much alive and He corrects injustices in His own timing. Keep the faith. Goodness and loving kindness will ultimately prevail. ❤️🇺🇸🙏
I'll forever see this Christmas carol in a different way. May the peace that passes all understanding be with you today! 
xoxo~ liz
#goodmedicineisknowingourpast
#peaceonearthgoodwilltomen 
#thewrongshallfailtherightprevail
#GodBlessUsEveryone
#relyontheGreatPhysician
#Faithisthebestmedicineofall

​Have you had a chance to flip thru the first issue of 40 Dandelions? 
"Holistic healthy" doesn't separate body from mind or spirit. It's one of the reasons my business plan is in the form of a prayer rather than an accounting spreadsheet. #Godwillprovide

To learn more about why I do what I do, check out pages 11 thru 13. 😘 https://www.40dandelions.com/
xoxo ~ liz
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​I may have to dive more into this later..... 
Fear not my friends! It is only detrimental to your overall health! That's a fact.
#Fearnotisstatedover365timesintheBible
#Directrelationshiptothehypothalamus
#fightorflightlongtermneverendswell
#Peacebewithyou
#Thereareoilsforthat
#ThanksYL
#ListentotheGreatPhysician

Hey Wellness Prepper friends! A month ago, God watered a seed in my soul that had been planted twenty years ago. 
If I am nothing more, I am a child of God with a desire to walk in integrity in all that I do and say. I will not waver from that.
In 1991, I graduated from pharmacy school and during the graduation ceremony, I made an oath👩‍⚕️ that contained parts of the Hippocratic oath to do no harm. My full intention as a pharmacist has always been to help people live fuller and healthier lives. The industry that is pharmacy has changed over the last 30 years, and so have I. The more I have learned in an effort to truly help people heal, the more my integrity became tested.
While there will always be a time and a place for westernized medical care (emergent care immediately comes to mind), until we learn to love ourselves enough to WANT to #dothethings predominately outside the system of Big Pharma, we will never achieve optimal health. Big Pharma does not want that for any of us. Chronic illness is a cash crop with a guaranteed harvest. The harvest is exponentially larger the more medications someone is on. Patients are ultimately a commodity.
For this reason, I have made the decision with my sweet husband's blessing, to step away from corporate pharmacy practice so that I can focus on helping people achieve health in a fully holistic manner.  Speaking truth and light freely could only be done by stepping way from a paycheck that was indirectly also a muzzle.  
Unmuzzled, I'm now free to fully practice pharmacy in a way that few do.... holistically.  I understand the inner workings of how Big Pharma affects the body and mind. I also know that It IS possible to live "outside the system", using allopathic medicine only when absolutely necessary.   
Interested in working on your health in a truly holistic manner?  Let's chat. 📞.....I'm in it for the long haul and am stepping out in faith to help others using the gifts, talents, and 30 years experience God has given me. I was created for a time such as this as Esther (4:14) would say.... to help you find your wellness sweet spot, so that you can be all God created you to be too. #Hehasbigplansforeachoneofus
Here's my story~
xoxo~liz

​Food for thought this Sunday morning. I love CS Lewis... his works are timeless.📚📚📚

God alone numbers our days. He knows how many hairs we have on our collective heads. Knowing him, and allowing the Holy Spirit to live within you is what instills the profound peace that passes all understanding.

Conversely, the devil is the master of chaos and fear. He is on the prowl mightily these days. I have found (in my life), that the devil tends to focus often on attempting to bring people back to him just as often as he does equipping those who are already in his clutches.

If we remain silent during times such as these, we give credence to the devil's work. When we all reach Judgement Day, we will be held accountable for our belief and our works, but we will also be held accountable for our silence when we should have spoken up for what is true, what is right, what is pure, what is lovely, what is righteous, what is joy filled, what is peace that passes all understanding, what is kind, what is good. All these things come from God alone. #GodsArmy

We are weathering a spiritual storm that is identifying those who walk in the cloaking of the Holy Spirit and those who are listening to the chaotic voice of the devil, and because we have free will, we are given that choice.

Do you feel you are in a place of chaos or peace? (Your emotions will reveal the truth of that to you.)

If you've not yet found your place of peace, I urge you to seek out someone who you can identify as a beacon of light. Ask them for help
.. seek out mentorship. 😘 This peace is available to anyone who pursues it.

If you already have the peace that passes all understanding, keep on shining my friend... the world needs all the bright light it can get!🙏💖
#lighttrumpsdarknesseverytime
#FruitsoftheSpirit

xoxo~ liz

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Have you ever felt like you were at a crossroads in your life? I’m not talking about a midlife crisis, but rather something bigger and more profound.

About 3 years ago, we took a pretty long road trip to pick up a bull in a remote (VERY REMOTE) area in West Texas. I mean…… drive to the very edge of civilization and then head 3 hours further…..the kind of remote that requires a physical map instead of cell phone/ GPS service. Without a map or good navigational tools, you’re sunk kind of remote. As you might guess, we confidently drove down the road….. in the wrong direction because we thought we knew where we were going. It cost us about 3 extra hours that day. We were reminded the value of an old school map and a dose of intuition!

This kind of parallels the last 15+ years of my life. I have been a pharmacist since 1991. I graduated, and like most health professionals…. upon graduation…… was pretty sure I had a really good grasp of the profession. I’m not saying I was God’s gift to pharmacy (hardly!), but I certainly thought I knew enough to make a difference in people’s lives. I toodled along in pharmacy doing the absolute best job I could do (because that’s my nature….. never tackle anything halfway).

When I was in my 30’s I thought we were living the dream. Charlie and I both had good jobs, had bought our farm, and had begun building our home (by hand, ourselves…. because that’s how we do things…. with all our heart and soul). We worked super hard…. 40-60 hrs a week at our respective jobs and then swung hammers and wielded paint brushes on nights and weekends for about 3 years before completing our home. It was somewhere during that time that I broke my wrist, was subsequently diagnosed with osteopenia , and both Charlie and I were diagnosed with high cholesterol.  In hindsight, that broken wrist was probably the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I won’t go into great detail (you can read more about that journey here and the second half here), but it was a big fat hairy road sign to stop and assess what I thought I knew.

That broken wrist reopened a different avenue of education for me…. only this time, it was not subsidized by the pharmaceutical industry and there was some skin in the game…. my own. When you are a pharmacist, you’re in the business of knowing side effects of meds. The good news is…. you know the potential side effects. The bad news is…. you know the potential side effects. I wasn’t willing to go down that road given the med options they were dangling in front of me. My gut said no way, and once my research started it changed my life forever. It all began with raw milk. From there, my research extended into finding access to truly healthy and healing foods. Each time I thought I knew enough, I found that more pieces to health puzzles were MIA…. not just my puzzle, but everyone else’s too.

About the same time, I went to work at a pharmacy that specialized in rare diseases, oncology, auto-immune disorders, and infertility (which frequently has an auto-immune component). Sadly, this pharmacy represented the outcome of people living in toxin filled environments. Silly me. I still thought I was helping people. I guess I was. Kindness matters, especially when you are dealing with life altering body dysfunctions….. but kindness and pharmaceuticals don’t dissolve the problems these patients face every day.

Another personal puzzle piece fell into place after I was diagnosed with something called interstitial cystitis and discovered (after 9 years of no REM sleep and frequent trips to the bathroom), that it could be managed well with a fresh and healthy, but limited, diet. Expensive medication and daily catheterization are the common treatments. Ummm, no thank you. I would later learn that IC is part of the autoimmune disorder family. Not surprisingly, approximately 1 in 5 adults in the USA are card carrying autoimmune disorder patients. I had been given my card.

Eight years ago, my dad was diagnosed with dementia. It made no sense to me and we had no family history of dementia. I backtracked the onset to a statin drug (commonly prescribed for high cholesterol). In the finest of the fine print of this class of drugs you will find information alluding to possible memory loss with these drugs. Dig deeply and you’ll find it. I thank God for leading me to raw milk to lower my cholesterol instead of that which stole my dad’s memory. I don’t blame the pharmaceutical industry for burying the whole ‘memory loss’ side effect in the fine print. I mean, would you want to take a drug that could potentially rob you of your memory as a side effect? Ummmm, no thank you.

By now, I’ve truly begun second guessing pharmaceuticals. I began educating myself on everything I could get my hands on that gave honest and documented proof that maybe what I knew wasn’t EVERYTHING…… that perhaps there were some gaps in my education and knowledge base. I dug deep deep deep into gut health and discovered the link to most autoimmune disorders. I studied sleep patterns, herbs, thyroid and hormones. I picked up yoga and began healing my posture and my stress level. That led to my recent certification (7 years later) as a Christian yoga instructor. ​