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Essential Oil Story Time Podcasts!

Essential Oil Story Time Podcasts!
The Oily Amulet is coming to you with recordings of our essential oil short stories and more! Don't like to read, then listen in!
Feb 21, 2019 0 comments

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The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 3 - Aphrodisiacs

The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 3 - Aphrodisiacs

         Diana sat at her bedroom’s vanity and stared into the distressed antique mirror reflecting before her. Her soft black silk robe falling to the side of the vanity’s velvet stool. Every tick of the clock made her heart beat a little faster, tonight was very special and long awaited. She pulled her curled hair back away from her face and wondered if William would still recognize her after all of these years had passed. Carefully she applied her ivory foundation, set with a luminescent powder, applying a thin line of a dark brown eyeliner to enhance...

Feb 16, 2019 1 comment

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The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 2 - Aphrodisiacs

The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 2 - Aphrodisiacs

           The smell of essential oils and herbs permeated the air and the faint notes of Debussy's Rêverie (listen along here) could be heard throughout the old house. Morning light had already began shining through breaks in the chartreuse velvet drapes, wielding to sunbeams that painted obscure lines on the plaster wall and wainscoting. The parlor had become one of the most loved rooms in the house as it boasted ample space for entertaining and a Steinway square piano that Diana’s great great grandfather acquired for his cherished wife. A tired brass table lamp flickered near the wall of...

Jan 30, 2019 1 comment

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The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 1 - Aphrodisiacs

The Oily Amulet's Valentine's Day Story - PART 1 - Aphrodisiacs

             There she sat in the glistening sunlight looking into the distance, the window panes still covered in frost, but the warmth of the morning sun's golden rays had tiny water drops falling to the window sill. Between her thumb and index finger she clutched tightly to The Oily Amulet that he had given to her for her last birthday. The scent of peppermint filled her senses as she brought it up to her nose and caressed her lips with the metal bail, the familiar clinking of the chain as she moved it back and forth. The long cold...

Jan 25, 2019 1 comment

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