Cynicism runs amok with the sudden boom of products and personalities, particularly those that encourage a healthier lifestyle. In recent years, “wellness gurus” have been appearing out of nowhere, encased with a bit of enchantment that all of your physical and emotional calamities will disperse into heavenly clouds if you stick to eating blades of green and tofu. There is something to be said about eating healthier and invite more peace into your life, but if you truly believe that buying a $30 cookbook is the key to unlocking the beatitudes in your life, you are wrong, and we are never meeting in real life. Except when I want to sell you a house.
I thoroughly enjoy essential oils. I enjoy playing around with different scents and the end result is rewarding. I find great satisfaction at night when I close my eyes. It is my greatest peace. The headboard is adorned with family photographs with a small wind chime overlooking them. A silver gleaming, glittery set of sticks is attached at the top of the headboard with a table fan that blows directly on them. The table fan is situated about five feet away on top of a dresser, and the gleamy collection of sticks get just enough breeze to sing a quaint song of various softhearted melodies. To the right is where an oil diffuser sits, where scents of lavender, lemon, and peppermint are found here. Peppermint is supposedly good for arthritic pain, at least that’s what many “wellness gurus” will tell you. It does nothing for me in that respect, but it does help me focus and relax. This, along with my self-made wind chime, is my yoga.
The other day I’d written a post about the evils of “non-for-profit” organizations masquerading as people who care, especially those who have a keen interest in women’s health. But it wouldn’t be fair to pick on one end of the spectrum and not the other. I’m referring to people who refer themselves as “wellness gurus,” “health and wellness experts,” “holistic superheroes,” etc.. They all have professional photos of them and/or their family with perfect facial features and stunning eyes. They always have an extraordinary backstory to appear super human and relatable. Many of these backstories contain experience with a bout of cancer, to make them even more relatable, and their story is how they initially lure you. There is almost always a cookbook, along with a social media profile where every couple of posts include some sort of advertising for a vegan product and/or advocate an alternative treatment. And no wellness guru would be complete without their brainwashed (or paid) followers, that “ooh” and ahhh” at every overpriced and ridiculous anecdote. The kiss assing is so obvious I can almost seem them on their knees bowing up and down at the foot of these divine superiors. As an example, while I do believe there are harmful toxicities in tap water, it’s asinine to pay over $200 for a water filter. A particular “health and wellness expert” routinely marvels this particular filter, and no other product, in his social media posts. It’s almost as if he is getting kickbacks.
Whether or not he is getting kickbacks remains to be seen. Sadly, for Belle Gibson, her kickbacks were seen in a highly illegal and unethical way. An excellent representative for a Machiavellian walking cesspool, she made a lot of money based on false tales, including a fictitious terminal cancer that was “cured” (please see this post in the clarification of “cure” and there that is no such thing) with alternative therapies and plant-based diets.
The New Yorker recently did a candid piece of the big business of essential oils. The essential oil boom that is currently happening makes sense, as some companies have representatives throughout the country to sell the product for them. If you’ve even been a representative for Avon, Mary Kay, Pampered Chef, Tupperware, etc, please know there are essential oil companies implement the same business model i.e. Young Living and doTerra. Their claim to fame is a completely natural, derived collection of oils and they build their empire on a glorified Pyramid scheme (Young Living doesn’t call it that, of course). Keep on reading the New Yorker piece, and you’ll soon learn there’s a lot more than what meets the essential oil’s eye.
There is no such thing as a “cure” for cancer. But everyone……EVERYONE…..is in it to make a quick buck off another person’s ailments. I’m not saying a healthy lifestyle isn’t a good option, but I implore all to research and stick to what WORKS, even if that means eating an all-protein, all gluten diet. Life is too short to shortchange yourself, especially if it’s by way of influence of those who don’t have your best interest at heart.