Overnight Botanical Lip Mask

My existence is to break the addiction to lip balms, to heal that never-ending thirst. A small piece of me to lull them into sleep, so they wake up to lips that whisper nothing but flowers.

I am Comfrey: my secret is hidden in my name, "comfrey", - derived from confervere "unite together". When the skin is broken and is having trouble regenerating on its own, I hug, I unite, and I firm.

I am Rosemary: i stand strong in harsh weather, in the cold, gracefully smelling beautiful. Because I know what cold is, my desire is to warm anybody and everybody who comes my way. When the divine body of the human lets me in, i warm them; i rush their blood to the surface. The life in their blood, white blood cells, oxygen, and other nutrients then soothe their wounds. I awaken the healer in them.

I am Plantain: I draw out infections, I relieve their pain and their inflammation. I leave their lip in a clean state.

I am Chickweed: I am a shade-loving little green plant. I am nutritive, i help the skin assimilate nutrients from every nourishing ingredient in the recipe.

I am calendula: I speak the language of the sun. I follow the sun, opening when it rises and closing as it sets. As I maintain my bright, beautiful orange colour under a beautiful sun, I maintain their skin's natural pigmentation, too. I heal cuts, wounds, and scars. I keep wounds from hardening and forming scar tissue.

I am here to break the addiction to lip balms that the divine body of the human is a slave to that never-ending thirst.

I am divine nature
Surrender.
Let me in.
So we become one.