Earnestly Seeking My “A-HA!” Moment

 I want it to be true, what all the Die Hard Oilers swear is true. Who wouldn’t rather treat their disease with a natural substance created by God over a toxic chemical stew brewed up in a pharmaceutical laboratory? As I am learning about oils, I discovered that they have been used medicinally for thousands of years, and that they aren’t really a new fad at all.

But in learning that, the wheels of skepticism begin turning in my brain, stubbornly tethered to the traditional medicine/science foundation that has been my life for 20+ years. Why, if oils were the cure a millennia ago, did we not have immunity to or cures for cholera, typhoid, polio, measles, small pox, tuberculosis, malaria, dysentery, influenza and all the other pandemics that killed so many in history? Why, if oils were doing a fine job on their own, did our pioneering forefathers of modern medicine have to get busy finding cures and remedies and vaccines to prevent and manage disease?

Then, the traditional medicine/science side of me makes the counterargument. Modern medine’s cures are often worse than the disease itself. In the 60’s, Thalidomide was welcome relief to pregnant mommies with morning sickness, until their babies were born without arms and legs. How do we know that the pills in out medicine cabinet today won’t be found to be the main cause of babies being born with third eyes and furry tails tomorrow?

So I fight with myself. And I choose to continue exploring the benefits of essential oils. I remain open minded and hopeful that I will have a testimony to publish, highlighting the way in which the oils helped me or my family. Stay tuned for that post!