HI Peaceful F&B Lotion


So, here it is. Holistic Isranfi’s own blend of soothing lotion for face & body that I chose to name ‘Peaceful Face & Body Lotion‘.. It’s my product, so I can name it whatever I like ok.. Ha ha.

This lotion was ordered by Georgia, a friend of my cousin Irma- whose blog is on my links.

I put in alot of love, time & Reiki in it.. Not to mention my beloved essential oils.. I’m not the stingiest bastard when it comes to ingredients, no no not at all!

I could probably do with a nice colourful label with everything printed and waterproof too, of course- but hey these are early times.. who knows, if I have more orders and have more profit then I can invest in that- insyaallah. Besides, handwritten labels are romantic doncha think! 🙂
I hope Georgia will enjoy this handmade & homemade goody..

This one here is quite the performer- use it as a face or body moisturiser or as an emergency product to calm & soothe irritation. The Lavender & Tea Tree in it helps with the soothing business. Orange helps to boost the lymphatic system and Frankincense & Geranium are superb in replenishing moisture and at the same time very balancing for the hormones, thus creating a very peaceful & meditative blend for one & all!

For 125ml and at $22, this is definitely a life AND money saver.. 😉

Introduction: Holistic Isranfi’s 1st Aid

Hello again all!

One of my greatest passions have always been Aromatherapy.. My happiest & proud moments in life are many, but one was to attain ITEC & IFA Diploma in Aromatherapy. I am also certified with ITEC Diplomas in Anatomy & Physiology & Swedish Massage- although now it has been renamed Holistic Massage.

Kudos to Spa Botanica, Asia’s 1st garden spa in sponsoring me and 6 other individuals from different walks of life with the professional education and oh-my-god, 6 months long of rigorous training and mentoring by the spa industry’s well-known and esteemed trainers and mentors prior to its inception in 2002. It was a truly memorable and precious experience, one that I believe I’m very very blessed to hold forever in me.

Anyway.. Time has passed and with it too, yours truly. Branching out my overwhelming passion into sharing & training others with what knowledge I have been armed with is a natural move. I have started a series of home workshops on Aromatherapy, massages and Reiki as well at Holistic Isranfi– my therapy biz at home. Here, I’d like to add on some of my workshop notes to share with all. I believe that essential oils SHOULD be  in your 1st Aid Box too..

These 3 essential oils are what I would recommend every household to have, (especially if you have children!)

I have never preached enough about them really… Lavender, Peppermint & Tea Tree! 


Mother Nature’s wonders never cease.. I shall be inputting some simple remedies and guidelines on how to use these oils effectively. I’m also in touch with a very good supplier, so pls contact me if you need to purchase these oils or any other. 

NOTE: These are all intellectual property belonging to me, Wati Ismail of Holistic Isranfi. If you care, please feel free to share.. But please give credit where its due! Thank you very much! 🙂

34 weeks and lovin’ it!


Today marks my 34wks into the pregnancy.. According to my 3 iPhone pregnancy applications (yeah, I need 3) Superboy is about the size of a pineapple.. Only this fruit in me has the sharpest jabs, hooks and kicks that can render me almost breathless n make me stop midway whatever I’m doing due to the might he has! Wah lau, chill boy! 🙂 And they say as the later weeks comes on, baby will hv lesser movements.. Yeah right. Tell that to him, he can hear you fully well now; with his hearing functions fully developed. But dont think he’ll listen to you though! Haha..

Anyway, I hv not been doing much really. Like, really really. Being nimble, agile and mobile is not how I’d describe me- no siree! Been resting more, taking breaths are quite a luxury too.. When I read for my lazy hubby; it feels like I’ve done an hour of yoga, ate 2 donuts and walked 1km.. Yeowza!

Haha. I think I need yet another massage, the last one being only 9 days ago in my own treatment room by Ibu Siti, a very good recommendation by Zee.. Sigh. My lower back is undeniably strong, but the ache has been adding on more than a bit. Both me hands are positively quite swollen too; left wrist has been addled by CTS- carpal tunnel syndrome. Paining wor!! Worst in the morning.. Reiki-ed it, got better, and then it will come again.. Guess I hv to just sit this one out till after birth; since it’s quite a common preg syndrome.. Hmmm.

What I’ve been doing alot is reading as many articles on labour, birth and all the undesirable situations that may/may not happen; and watching loads of childbirth videos.. You name it-natural, homebirth, waterbirth, C-section, hospital, squatting, drugless, drugged, unassisted, “en caul”- bet you didn’t know that last one eh! It’s when the mother delivers the baby with the amniotic sac still on! Truly miraculous!
Check it out here:

I found this evidence-based website very helpful and very generous with things we oughta know and compare.. Like,”cephalopelvic disproportion” (CPD – a baby too big to fit vaginally). I remembered long ago, from reading Vimala McClure’s Infant Massage book about women having told ‘the baby is too big for the pelvis to be delivered naturally’.. A very very common myth that has garnered much fame.

A lot of what we know that goes on in the hospitals today are for the convenience of staffs and nurses; not for us the mothers and babies who are supposed to be the ‘main stars’ here.. It’s very unsettling really. There was a time when giving birth is a very natural, home bound event that’s truly medical n drug free. I mean, the many many older people that we know today were born at home, not hospitals. Earlier during my pregnancy, I’ve discussed with hubby on having a home birth- but tru finding facts and figures out, I learnt that homebirths are not very much supported unless you have the bigger budget of having a doula (birth assistant), a private obstetrician and the necessary emergency precautions that can cost you more than you know. Gone were the days when midwives or ‘Mak Bidan’ are the only person you need to count on to help the baby’s journey out.. So much humdrum with modernity. Just bring this ol’ soul back to the good ol’ days! It’d be nice to hv a choice and to have it easier on you just cos you don’t wanna hv a hospital birth. In America there are birthing centres, where I think I’d most likely to go to if not giving birth at home. I guess I’m going to hv to write out that birthing plan and have my hubby read it out like The Ten Commandments at the labour ward when D-Day arrives.

FYI, we are not going to have a personal suite- we are “subsidised patients”, sounds like a dirty term I know. I, who have tens of thousands in my Medisave account cannot use it to fully finance at this time of need, to secure me the most comfy and private boudoir, thus denying my husband to be sleeping with me in the ward. Because according to the government’s means testing results, I can only use $2100 of my Medisave funds, the rest must be paid in cold hard cash. (about $2200-$3700) I can breathe out angry fire and smoke just thinking of the blatant injustice of it. Like as if that’s not a huge amount! But I have it n more in the Medisave account and its my very hard earned money you know? N yet i cannot use it to fully finance my 1st childbirthing experience. See, these are just some of the things that my late bro absolutely hated and fought silently against when he was still around… Bless him.

Anyway, the husband and I settled for having the non-private, non-aircon room which requires no hard cash deposit. I’m kinda antsy about the non aircon situation.. As it is, I’m sleeping with both AC n fan on at night.. AC is always put to timer though.. Gets too cold even for me, the walking incubator. My poor hubby who’s been covering and blanketing up right up to his nose, just to accommodate me! Haha.. 🙂

Today one of the preg app, Whattoexpect.com suggested doing something for my lil bub. Writing him his 1st love letter. From a woman who will fight tru oceans of Nereids, catch the Rainbow, and die for him. His 1st true love. Will do it tonight when this woman’s other love is playing his Texas Poker or whatever games that’s tickling his fancy.. Ought to be fun! 🙂 🙂


Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet: Love & Marriage

Kahlil Gibran

These gorgeous words are from Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet.. An all-time classic favorite among millions including myself. Till now, I’ve not read the whole book entirely; preferring to savour it little by little.. Its intensity is quite unbearable for a mere mortal like me, I declare. Ain’t it funny that Love & Marriage are but 2 different subjects that requires separate attention and exploration..



Then said Almitra, “Speak to us of Love.”

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.

And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart,

and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor,

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, “God is in my heart,” but rather, I am in the heart of God.”

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.



Then Almitra spoke again and said, “And what of Marriage, master?”

And he answered saying:

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.

You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.

Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness,

And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another but make not a bond of love:

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.

Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,

Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

And stand together, yet not too near together:

For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

Abdul Rahim Ismail-He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother..


14th July is here again..
Today marks the 6th year of my beloved elder brother’s passing.
How much it feels like yesterday.. How I just need to close my eyes and still feel his presence- no kidding.

*You were the biggest bully I knew 1st in my life.. Really, the biggest EVER.

*You were so irritating me always, and I will never forget the daunting trauma of being tickled almost to death by you one night when our mother went to her night-shift work leaving us siblings on our own.. It’s really not funny, I cried even!

*You would never ever give up on telling me in full-blown detail on everything and anything that caught your fancy at the moment: the latest song you like, the latest band/artist you discovered, the chocolate/snack/drink that you found, tried and force feed me, the next Queen/Malmsteen/Abba/bla bla bla album or song that you’re so madly in love with..

*You’d make me rewind repeatedly on the hi-fi sooo many songs, so that i’ll ‘catch’ the lyrics for you.. No Internet then.

*You’d wake me up from my deep sleep just to tell me the most trivial of things..
These ‘trivial’ things were never that of course, now I know. They were your own ‘prophecies’, that you just have to share with your baby sis. Issues you foresaw the future will have & hate-the not so good of CPF, the destruction of many things on Earth, my love life, our family stuffs, Islam and its many misconceptions, and also your passing…

*You’d argue, debate, delve into sleepless n endless discourses with me on too many subjects under the sky.. And still able to be soft-spoken, smile and have none of your feathers ruffled. Unlike me. I grow talons; to pull my own hair and gouge my eyes out out of frustration sometimes, after our sessions..

*You’d always reprimand and taunt me endlessly for the littlest silliest honest mistake I do; you were MY worst critic EVER! I’d cry quietly sometimes in the bathroom, after your very ‘soft’ telling off.. N you’ll always be reminding me the mistakes I did. You just don’t give up.

…Till the very end; you don’t give up.
You never give up being the special soul you are.
You left us all just weeks after turning 30, and you knew you were going all along. You even gave our mother an advanced bday wish a couple of days before you left. Her bday’s on 21st July..

You didn’t give up being you, my personal big bully who toughened me up so that NOBODY in school or life bullies me.

You made me be very street-wise, set me thinking without the damn box. You never shy away from praising me when I deserve it, and if only you knew how I cried quietly too, when you tell me you’re proud of me, or when you complimented me..

I’m in awe of you, and will always be.
You were always so filled with love, soft-spoken, polite and gentle- yet your wit, truth and sarcasm can be darn heavy for the unwilling ears to hear and the unpassionate heart to linger on.
But you were never too heavy for me, brother. I miss you always, even though I know you’re in a better place. I’m selfish like that still, you see..

Rest well in peace, my friend, bully and much beloved brother..
Till we meet again and talk about Freddie Mercury and the damned CPF. Again. Only this time, I’ll tell you that you were so fucking right all along. 🙂

“This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you..”
-@Don McLean@-
(Lyrics: Vincent; Starry Starry Night)

Luqman’s Wisdom


I love reading about the wisdom of Luqman. Even have an application on my iPhone that stores majorly his sayings, advices and dialogues with his dearly loved son..

One is advised to read/listen to Surah Maryam, Surah Yusuf and Surah Luqman when pregnant. Although I feel anytime is good to read ANY of the Surahs in the good book. Now more so being pregnant, I feel closest to Luqman’s..

Here’s one for all. I’m sure all will agree with his wisdom.. And with this one here, it makes you realise who the biggest donkey is. Haha. 😉

Title: Luqman’s Wisdom

Wisdom 19


“My dear child, do things that are good for you and for your religion and your world, do all of those until all matters are completed. Do not mind what others are saying and ignore their scolding. There are no means for you to get their willingness, and there are no means for you to unite their hearts. My dear child, bring a donkey to me and listen to people’s comments, there will never be just one comment. The son then brought the donkey and Luqman rode on it. He told his son to pull the donkey pass a crowd of people, the people immediately said, “What a terrible and cruel person he is. He lets his child walk while he rides on the donkey.” Luqman said to his son, “Did you hear what those people said?” “Yes” said the boy. Luqman then climbed down and heaved the son to the donkey’s back. They walked pass another crowd of people that said, “Where are that boy’s manners, he sits up there while his father walks.” Luqman then asked his son, “Did you hear their comment?” “Yes” replied the boy. Afterwards, the both rode on the donkey’s back pass on a crowd of people that said, “You see how cruel they are, two of them riding on that poor little donkey.” Luqman then said to his son, “My son, did you hear the comments of those people?” “Yes” he replied. They both climbed down the donkey and walk and guide the donkey together passing a group of people that said, “Subhanallah, look at that healthy donkey walking lightly while the masters just walk.” Luqman asked his son, “Did you hear what these people just said?” “Yes” the boy replied. Then Luqman told his son, “My dear son, did I not tell you to do what is best for you and ignore what other people are saying, I truly wanted to teach you with the experience from this lesson.”

(Here’s a brief intro to Luqman by Wikipedia: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luqman)

Pic for the soul..


[42:25] “He is the One that accepts repentance from His Servants and forgives sins: and He knows all that ye do.”

Good morning everybody. Woke up even earlier than Subuh, even though hubby and I watched 2 movies till 3.30am.. Thanks to the ice lemon tea, Sprite and swigs of water during the movies, my bladder is of course fuller than full.. No surprises. 🙂

Found this pic a coupla days ago, and was touched at how much this old man is emoting.. The lines on his face says it all. One may even envy and cannot deny the closeness and the unashamed outpouring he is having in this moment with Him. It makes me think twice about rushing through my prayers..

Lets take our time. Breathe deeply through your nostrils, and exhale out through your mouth… God IS as close to us as our breath.

Have a very lazy, slow, chillaxing and joyful Sunday everyone.. Aren’t Sundays supposed to be like that anyway huh!..

In fact, I’m even hoping for rain-as usual, me being the ardent rain fan. No, not the Korean superstar singer/actor/whatever.. The real RAIN, people! Its been awhile since this island’s got any.. Peace. 😉



Good morning all.. Woke up at 5.40am.
Not so good thing about being pregnant is the baby conquers your tummy; and your bladder doesn’t hold much. Your sleep is interrupted. A lot.

Good thing is, I get to hear the Adzan Subuh (sunrise prayer calls) almost everyday. AND my flat, a special one, has a void deck which houses a little mosque or ‘surau’. I get to hear these calls ‘live’ 5 times everyday! And it’s simply beautiful to hear the soft & melodious Adzan in the sleepy dawn, when I’m awakened on my many toilet trips.. It sobers me, simply.

Although honestly it’s hard to resist going back to sleep, it’s sometimes harder still to ignore the conscience prick of doing my duties as a Muslim.. Hey, I failed at times but I try ok..

This baby is creating good habits for me. Subhanaallah. (Glory be to Allah)
Little miracle indeed. 🙂