The Oil Fairy by Robyn

The Oil Fairy by Robyn mom, wife, natural health practitioner & certified essential oils coach!

Sometimes it is not about doing more.Sometimes it is about being guided back into your breath.A woman recently shared th...
01/08/2026

Sometimes it is not about doing more.
Sometimes it is about being guided back into your breath.

A woman recently shared this with me (referring to my You Time meditation in one of my emails):

“Your link brought breathing to a whole new level just by hearing your voice.”

If you are seeing this and you are a woman in perimenopause or menopause, quietly wondering when your body changed the rules and forgot to tell you… you are in very good company.

Through my emails, I share honest conversations, practical tools, and grounded support for women in perimenopause and menopause. Let us be real, this transition can be a lot.

Confusing.
Surprising.
Sometimes even a little laughable in hindsight.

I offer education, reassurance, and gentle practices that help you feel steadier, calmer, and more like yourself again.

If this feels like a soft yes, or even a curious “maybe,” - join me!! I would love to get to know you.🥰

Link in bio or copy below:
https://lp.happyhormonesolutions.com/email-list-

In keeping with the softness and compassion we have been talking about as we move through these first weeks of 2026, I w...
01/04/2026

In keeping with the softness and compassion we have been talking about as we move through these first weeks of 2026, I want to invite you into a simple, supportive practice.

So many of us are learning to tune back into our bodies.
To notice how we actually feel.
To move away from pushing and into listening.

This is why I love the work of so much.
Her voice, her pacing, the way she moves and guides all feel deeply regulating.
There is no pressure to perform.
No expectation to be anywhere other than where you are.

This is an invitation to soften.
To slow down.
To turn inward for a few moments and let your nervous system settle.

If you are feeling tired, tender, overwhelmed, or simply in need of grounding, this is a beautiful place to begin.
Even a few minutes can make a difference.

Here is the link if you would like to try this practice:
👉 https://youtu.be/0V_zxvWCBlY

Let this be part of how you care for yourself in these early weeks of the year.
Gentle. Supportive. Loving.

I would love to hear how it feels if you try it.

Happy New Year!! 🎉🎊How are you really feeling as this year begins?Energized? Tired? Hopeful? A little unsure?Because it ...
01/02/2026

Happy New Year!! 🎉🎊

How are you really feeling as this year begins?
Energized? Tired? Hopeful? A little unsure?

Because it is January 2nd.
And you are about to hear a lot of noise.

New year. New you.
Start now. Push harder. Do more.

I want to offer something different.

For many women, December was a full-contact sport.
You were the organizer, the planner, the emotional glue, the Santa, the magic maker.
You kept the whole engine running.

This is not the moment to whip your body into shape.
It is the moment to exhale.

January is a beautiful time to tend to your nervous system.
To let your body come down from the constant go-go-go.
To remind it that it is safe to slow down.

It is winter. Think warm, nourishing food.
Soups, stews, simple meals that actually feel good to eat.
Daily walks. Fresh air. Sunshine on your face.
Movement that supports you, not punishes you.

Create cozy mornings.
Unrushed evenings.
Simple routines that tell your body it can soften a little.

You would be amazed at how much your body responds when it feels supported like this. You might even notice some weight loss if that is what you are craving.

This is the starting point.
Not five gym classes a week.
Not forcing motivation that is not there yet.

This is replenishing.
This is restoring.
This is laying the foundation so everything else actually works later.

So if you are getting my emails and learning about nervous system regulation right now, let January be your practice month.
Do the simple things. Repeat them. Stay consistent.

There will be a beautiful 12-week program coming later but, for now, this month is about care, not pressure.

It is time to care for yourself the way you care for everyone else. 🩷

(Link in bio to join my email list)

Xx
R

As this year begins to soften and make room for 2026, I want to invite you into a moment of reflection. A quiet check-in...
12/31/2025

As this year begins to soften and make room for 2026, I want to invite you into a moment of reflection. A quiet check-in.

Take a breath and look back at the past year.
How did you really feel in your body?
In your energy?
In your mind and heart?

What did you show up for?
What felt hard to follow through on?
Where did you do the best you could with what you had at the time?

No judgment.
No stories about being behind.
Just honesty and compassion.

Now gently turn your gaze forward.
How do you want to feel as you move into this next chapter?
More grounded?
More at ease in your body?
More connected to yourself?

If something inside you knows it is time for change, listen to that voice.
Not with force, but with curiosity.
With kindness.

Real change does not come from pressure.
It comes from awareness, small brave choices, and a willingness to care for yourself differently.

You are allowed to begin again—softly, honestly, and in your own time.
2026 does not need perfection from you.
It just asks for presence.

Take this moment.
Let it land.
And trust that the next step will reveal itself.
💞
Xx
R

A woman in this group commented on one of my posts recently and I have not been able to stop thinking about it.She said ...
12/22/2025

A woman in this group commented on one of my posts recently and I have not been able to stop thinking about it.

She said that starting is not her problem.
She can start anything.

Her struggle is sticking with it — especially when the results do not come the way they used to. She shared how discouraging it feels when her body does not respond like it did before perimenopause and how easy it is to lose momentum when progress is slower; How tempting the “quick fix” promises are — and how long it can take to realize they are just that… promises.

There seem to be two very common patterns I see with women right now.

Some women struggle to start.
Getting out the door feels heavy.
The activation energy is the hardest part.
But once they are in motion?
They are actually very consistent.

And then there are women like me… and maybe like you.

We love to start things.
New plans. New routines. New intentions.
We are all in at the beginning.

But when the results do not show up fast enough —
when it feels boring, slow, or anticlimactic —
we lose steam.

And suddenly consistency disappears.

Neither of these is a character flaw.
Neither means you “lack discipline.”

They are just different nervous system patterns — and they need different support.

For the woman who struggles to start:

• Make the starting line ridiculously small
• Put your shoes on before you think
• Remove decisions from the moment
• Start before your brain talks you out of it

For the woman who struggles to stick:

• Stop expecting fast results
• Track how you feel, not just what you see
• Build in variety without abandoning the habit
• Decide in advance how long you will commit — even when it feels boring
• Find a buddy to do it with you!

Perimenopause changes the rules.
Results are slower. Feedback is quieter.
And that messes with everything we have been conditioned to believe about effort and reward.

So the question is not
“Why can I not stay consistent?”

The real question is
“What kind of support does my pattern actually need right now?”

If this sounds like you — tell me.

Awareness is where consistency actually begins.😍

I think it is important to say this out loud.What so many women are feeling right now is more than just the physical cha...
12/19/2025

I think it is important to say this out loud.

What so many women are feeling right now is more than just the physical changes of perimenopause.

Yes, hormones matter.
Yes, our bodies are changing.

But this stage of life holds so much more than hot flashes and brain fog.

Many of us are what people call the sandwich generation.
We are still parenting our children, but if we are lucky enough to still have them, we are watching our ageing parents change, slow down, and need us in new ways.

At the same time, there is this quiet grief that sneaks in through the back door.

Children leaving home.
University drop-offs.
New lives being built that no longer revolve around our kitchen table.

All beautiful.
All exactly what we hoped for.
And still… tender.

For me, this is my first Christmas where my son will not be home on Christmas Day (or his birthday which is Boxing Day!) He lives in Dartmouth now. His life is there with his girlfriend and I am so happy for him. But writing this still makes me cry and my chest ache - I miss him. He is my “little”buddy.

Regan will be home on the 29th with Sam. We will celebrate. We will hug and laugh and squeeze the life out of each other. I know this. And I am deeply grateful.

But that does not mean there is no grief.

Sometimes you are simply a woman standing at the intersection of many lives, many roles, many transitions.

Sometimes the sadness is love with nowhere to land in that moment.
Sometimes the tears are honouring a chapter that is closing, even when the next one is beautiful.
Sometimes the work is not to push the feelings away, but to let them come, hold them gently, and then let them move through.

I gave my children their wings. All of them. And watching them fly is one of the greatest honours of my life.

And I am also allowed to miss them.

Both can be true.

This season of life is so layered and so raw.

Give yourself grace & compassion this season.
And always.❤️

My seventeen–year–old daughter came to me the other night and said,“Mom, I feel really bloated.”I asked how long she had...
12/18/2025

My seventeen–year–old daughter came to me the other night and said,
“Mom, I feel really bloated.”

I asked how long she had felt that way.
She said, “A while.”
I asked why she had not mentioned it.
She replied,
“Because it is normal. Everyone gets bloated.”

And I felt that familiar ache in my chest.

Because this is what women tell me all the time.
We have normalized discomfort so deeply that we barely hear the signals anymore.

So I told her that common and normal are not the same.
Your body is giving you information.

We talked through what she ate, what she had not eaten, her stress, digestion, all the gentle clues that guide us when we stay awake to them.

Later, I went to her room, sat beside her and said,
“Honey, now is the time to become in tune with your body.
It is never too early.
The more you listen now, the healthier and more empowered you will feel throughout your life.”

And today, I want to say the same thing to you.

Understand your beautiful body.
Listen to the whispers before they become shouts.
Do not brush off your symptoms as “normal.”
Your body is not trying to inconvenience you.
She is trying to guide you.

Awareness is not overwhelming.
Awareness is freedom.
Awareness is a gift. 💝
Xx
R

I have a little bedtime story for you.It was Friday at the liquor store… Not exactly where you expect your heart to crac...
12/10/2025

I have a little bedtime story for you.

It was Friday at the liquor store…
Not exactly where you expect your heart to crack wide open, but here we are.

My husband and I were picking up a couple of bottles of wine for a get-together.
He wandered into the beer cooler.
I was looking for cold Prosecco when I saw a woman I know who works there and said hi.

She turned toward me… and everything shifted.

She told me she reads my emails every single morning.
She told me she sits in her window with her peppermint tea and waits to see if a new one has arrived.
She told me they are helping her at a time when she desperately needs something to hold onto.

I was stunned.
My whole chest swelled with emotion.
I reached for her, hugged her right there…
and I cried.

Not because I was sad — but because I was so incredibly grateful.

You never really know who your words reach.
You never really know who is quietly reading, quietly struggling, quietly hoping for guidance or comfort.
You never know if what you create is actually making a difference.

But today, I knew.
For one woman.
One real human being standing in front of me with tears in her eyes.

And that was everything.

If you are a woman in perimenopause or menopause and you want support, education, warmth, science, soul, laughter, and “oh my goodness, she gets me” moments in your inbox…

I would love to be part of your morning too.

✨ Join my email list: (link also in bio)
🔗 https://lp.happyhormonesolutions.com/email-list-

And to my friend in the liquor store…
thank you.
You reminded me why I do this.
And you gave me more than you realized. 🥰❤️

I stopped in my tracks when I saw this tree the other day.Wrapped around a boulder like it had decided,“Well… this is no...
12/08/2025

I stopped in my tracks when I saw this tree the other day.
Wrapped around a boulder like it had decided,
“Well… this is not ideal, but here we go anyway.”

Honestly, I felt that in my soul.

There she was… roots stretched every which way, clinging, climbing, adapting, doing her absolute best with the hand she was given. Not waiting for perfect conditions. Not asking life to be easier. Simply choosing to grow anyway.

Tell me that is not the most perimenopausal thing you have ever witnessed.

We spend so many years thinking we need perfect soil, perfect timing, perfect routines, perfect hormones… and then one day perimenopause arrives and places a metaphorical boulder right beneath us.

And suddenly we are this tree.

Twisting. Stretching. Figuring it out.
Growing around the hard places rather than letting them break us.

There is something so magical about that.
Something so powerful.
Something so wonderfully womanly.

This tree reminded me that we can feel thrown off and still root ourselves.
We can feel uncertain and still rise.
We can feel the weight of a season and still keep moving toward the light.

Not gracefully.
Not perfectly.
But with grit, softness, humour, and the quiet confidence of a woman who has lived enough life to know she always finds a way.

Perimenopause is not the unraveling.
It is the re-shaping.
The re-rooting.
The moment you learn that you can grow in places that once felt impossible.

And honestly… I think that is where the magic begins. 💞

Uh-oh… it’s Christmas.And perimenopause is already kicking your ass.You’re tired, puffy, cranky, bloated after one short...
12/03/2025

Uh-oh… it’s Christmas.
And perimenopause is already kicking your ass.

You’re tired, puffy, cranky, bloated after one shortbread cookie, and wondering how you’re supposed to survive December chaos when your hormones are already doing the Macarena.

I get it.

The holidays are the perfect storm — stress, sugar, late nights, and expectations (of others and yourself).
And if your hormones are already on edge, that combination can feel like a full-blown meltdown waiting to happen.

But here’s the thing: this season does not have to break you.
There are simple, real ways to move through it with grace (and maybe even a little joy).

I’m sharing what actually helps inside my email list — because this is the time of year when women need support, not more shame.

✨ If you are not on my list yet, now’s the time.
You’ll get real stories, real strategies, and reminders that you are not losing it — you are evolving.

👉 Join my list — link in bio!

Somewhere in the middle of keeping everyone alive,answering a thousand messages,being the emotional support animal of th...
11/20/2025

Somewhere in the middle of keeping everyone alive,
answering a thousand messages,
being the emotional support animal of the entire household,
and remembering 98 percent of the things no one else thinks about…

your sparkle dimmed a little.

Not because you lost it.
Not because it disappeared.
But because life happened.
Life piled on, actually.

And listen — I will tell you the truth:
So many women tell me they feel…
flat.
numb.
tired in their bones.
a little “I do not give a f%” about anything anymore
(except maybe silence, a nap, and a clean kitchen!!).

They are not broken.
They are not failing.
They are simply exhausted.
Like capital-E Exhausted.

And I know — when you are in that place,
the idea of “sparkle” can feel… well…
a bit ridiculous.

Like, “Robyn, I am just trying to get through the day without biting someone’s head off. Sparkle feels like a different lifetime.”

I get that.
Truly.
This chapter is A LOT.

But here is the little truth I want to slide across the table to you today:

Your sparkle is not gone — it is buried.
Under responsibility.
Under fatigue.
Under hormones.
Under years of putting yourself last.

You deserve more than “getting through.”
You deserve joy again.
Little flickers of magic.
Tiny ah-hahs.
Moments that make you go, “Oh… there I am.”
The woman underneath the noise.

And if you cannot imagine that version of yourself right now —
if she feels too far away,
if you cannot picture her smile or her energy or her light —

I will imagine her for you.
Until you can feel her again.
Until she is not a stranger, but a familiar warmth.

Because your sparkle matters.
Your joy matters.
Your magic matters.

And no matter how far away it feels —
I promise you, with my whole heart,
it is not gone.
It is waiting.

And we will find it.
Piece by piece.
Step by step.
Breath by breath.
Together. 💖✨

Every single woman I saw this week said the same thing:“Why do I feel so anxious?”“Where did this sadness come from?”“I ...
11/18/2025

Every single woman I saw this week said the same thing:

“Why do I feel so anxious?”
“Where did this sadness come from?”
“I have never felt like this before.”
“Why does my mood feel so unpredictable?”

And I nodded every single time… because I know this road too.

Years ago, out of absolutely nowhere, I started having what felt like panic attacks in the grocery store. A place I had been a thousand times as a mother, a wife, a woman who simply wanted to feed her family well.

I would freeze in the aisle… heart racing… brain scattered… staring at food I could not think straight enough to choose. I would quietly call my husband and whisper, “I do not know what is wrong with me, but I need you to help me breathe.”

No warning.
No reason.
Just this wave of overwhelm that took over my entire body.

And if you are feeling this too, I need you to hear this from my heart:

You are not losing it.
You are not alone.
And this happens far more often in perimenopause and menopause than anyone tells us.

When estrogen and progesterone shift, they change how your brain processes stress, fear, and decision-making. Your nervous system becomes more sensitive. Your threshold lowers. Your body moves into fight-or-flight so much faster.

Women who never had anxiety can suddenly feel overwhelmed.
Women who always managed it well can feel it intensify.
Women who have always been “the strong one” can suddenly feel fragile and confused.

Nothing is wrong with you.
Your brain chemistry is shifting.
Your hormones are shifting.
Your needs are shifting.

And you deserve real support as you learn how to care for yourself in a new way.

If this is speaking to you, I would love to walk beside you. You can join my email list where I teach you what is happening in your body and what you can do today to feel steadier. You can also book an initial consult if you want personalized support.

Links in bio.
I am here for you.💞

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