| You want to do something, but what? No words can make the pain be gone. But this loving gesture will let her know your heart is with her. Along with comforting words and actions, you can show your concern with this natural gift to help heal the hearts and bodies of grieving mamas. It’s a warm, enveloping hug-in-a-box.
Included are:
Harmony Tea – a balancing organic herbal tea for postpartum women
Healing Heart Mist – an uplifting aromatherapy mist Comfort Bath Blossoms – organic herbal blossoms to help comfort mind and body
Healing Heart Hot Pack – a microwaveable hot pack for crampy tummies and aching hearts
Seeds of Hope – a packet of organic herb blossom seeds, included is a special blessing
Harmony Tea
Harmony Tea is a comforting organic herbal tea made with uterine tonic herbs that have long been used by women to help restore vitality, comfort the body and soothe the spirit. It is also a source of valuable minerals like iron, calcium, magnesium and phosphorus.Our bodies heal more quickly than our hearts. Their innate ability to mend reminds us that our hearts know how to heal themselves as well, and that with each passing day we grow stronger - naturally.
Healing Heart Mist
Healing Heart Mist is an aromatherapy blend of pure essential oils that have traditionally been used to help heal an aching heart. This uplifting spray brings clarity and comfort and calm. Spray it into the air, over your body and onto your linens to help ease your transition from grief to peace.
Healing Heart Hot Pack
Warm the Healing Heart Hot Pack in the microwave about 20-40 seconds. This comforting little hot pack is filled with calming and comforting lavender blossoms and rice. Snuggle it close to your crampy tummy or to your aching heart. It’s not the little body your arms are aching for, but it’s a comfort to hold close.
Seeds of Hope
Seeds of Hope to plant, grow and nurture—included is a sensitive blessing on the back: I'm planting these seeds in remembrance of you. As I tuck them into the soil, I am planting my hope for the future while I bury my dreams of holding you in my arms...
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