The Life Givers, Moon Milk, and Ashwagandha Root

The Life Givers, Moon Milk, and Ashwagandha Root

There's an adorable little lady, about five feet tall, petite with a pixie haircut. She's close to seventy, effervescent and spry.   She owns a little local health food store in a nearby town where I have been shopping for over 30 years. She has seen me through four pregnancies, helped me through Hashimoto's disease, and she has been a wealth of information when I'm troubleshooting issues.  She's a registered nurse who believes in the mind/body connection and healing the body with nutrients and whole foods, and she's the poster child for how faith in God and the discipline of Yoga can make one radiant.

Ashwagandha root to make moon milk for my daughter as she recovers from surgery was my main reason for going there today.   And, here she was again, warmly greeting me and talking me through another rough patch. Honestly, we don't know each other well despite the number of years I've been going there, and our relationship doesn't go beyond my patronage to the store, but she was as warm and helpful today as she has always been for the past thirty years.

We talked today about being mothers to grown children and about getting older. There was no mention about aches, pains, nor did we complain.   She led the conversation, and we shared our ideas on the beauty of wisdom that comes with age as well as how important it is to teach our daughters all that we know, and to have patience with them when they are spreading their wings and learning to be independent.  We continued our exchange as I followed her through the small well stocked isles of this little store and we found the moon milk ingredients along with a bottle of vitamin e and primrose oil.

Our conversation came to a close as I needed to get home and she had other customers to attend to. Before I left, she put her hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes with her piercing blue eyes and said, "Your such a good mom and you're a strong woman."  Simple, effective, life giving words.

I left the little health food store on this bitter cold day with a warm heart and a sense of empowerment.  It wasn't something that can be placed in a capsule and bottled to sell, but it was even more powerful. It was a encouragement, one woman to another.

When I grow up, I want to be like the little lady who owns the little health food store in the nearby town.