Frozen Wheatgrass Juice Cubes

We have a bit of a conundrum here: an overabundance of wheatgrass, and not enough people to use it all. So it’s time to get creative:

After my shift I juiced an extra bin of wheatgrass and immediately poured the juice into ice cube trays and placed them in the freezer. The intent is to retain as much nutritional value as possible, while creating additional benefits of the juice being store-able and portable. Oh yeah, and that’s less wheatgrass to let expire and be dumped into the compost.

I plan to use these to pay my yoga instructor as well as the girl who is picking me up for the class. This is what they mean by cash, ass or grass, right? 🙂


Soak Your Soul in a Wheatgrass Bath

Today’s circumstances aligned perfectly for the spontaneous creation process that is so enjoyable:

  • I noticed there was a large amount of extra wheatgrass juice in the cooler, left from yesterday, and I didn’t want to waste it;
  • While juicing, my eyes glanced over the duties list, and this one >> use 1-day old juice for baths << seemed to leap off the page;
  • That sounded appealing, but I wondered about a tub. The one the boys use isn’t an option. Then I remembered my friend Sollena, who just left for vacation this morning and had asked me to keep an eye on her room. I decided this might also include her private, clean bathroom;
  • I had free time for the next two hours.

Awesome, just like that!

I seized the moment and made the way over to my retreat within a retreat, supplies in tote:

  • ~15 ounces of yesterday’s best wheatgrass juice
  • 4 tea candles and lighter
  • mp3 player with playlist of relaxing water and flowing tunes
  • essential oil, I chose bergamot for the uplift
  • 2 fresh towels, one for floor and tub cleanup and one for body

I drew the bath with warm/hot water and added the oil and juice, lit the candles, turned the lights down low and closed the shower curtain, pressed play, and sank into a deeply relaxing and therapeutic energy. I submerged my entire body, including my head, and felt such appreciation for these elements doing their healing work on me. It was a space of no time and total presence, a gift, a treat for me. I had stepped into a whole new world of peace, and I carried it with me when I was guided to step out again and continue with the rest of my day. Calm, creative. Monday afternoon, made easy.

wheatgrass bath