Inner Peace In My Easter Basket

Dusty Gilbert

Lifestyles Editor for BizRadio Network & Editor for skirt! Houston

Dusty Gilbert is an International Studies Graduate from the University of St. Thomas. With professional experience in print publications, the non-profit sector, website development, and the real estate industry, she is currently a writer, a local columnist, Editor of skirt! Houston Online and the...

Dusty Gilbert

Friday, June, 13, 2008

First off, yes, I still get an Easter Basket…

Now, that it’s all cleared up, I must tell you,I love it. Usually filled with a collection of undies, make-up and chocolate, it’s like my own little decadent pleasure that doesn’t hurt my bank account.

Anyway, last Easter, when I was experiencing some major stress and whatnot, that big bunny included something that looked much like a suppository within my wicker and plastic grass heaven.

Puzzled… was it a tampon? It was hard plastic, so either the green movement had come up with some reusable Tampax or the bunny thought I was constipated…

Upon further inspection, I realized the label read “Inner Peace.” And, wow, that didn’t help….

So, still weirded out a little, I tried to play it off by saying, “Oh cool, Easter Bunny, this is awesome…”

Please note my eyesight sucks, so although I could see the other writing on my heavy duty “tampon,” I could not read it.

Raising her ears and tilting her face a bit, the big bunny said, “Do you know what it is?”

Like a fish out of water, I couldn’t let the bunny know I thought it was a suppository or tampon for that matter. Yet, I couldn’t think of anything quick enough to cover up my ignorance, so I settled for “No” with a long sigh…

Turns out it was an aromatherapy inhaler. Leave it to me to assume a uncomfortable purpose for an Easter Basket treasure.

“As I breathe in clove, geranium, lavender, orange and patchouli, I am reminded to live peacefully with balance, forgiveness and loving kindness.”