“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.”
I recently found myself wondering the aisles of Walmart, desperately seeking environmentally friendly items. “See, Denise”, my husband nervously says as I grab a jar of Newman’s Own salsa. “Newman’s is good… right?”. He suggests that he goes down the cleaning supplies aisle without me so I don’t go into an endless tirade or have a complete mental breakdown when I find they have REALLY stopped selling Seventh Generation laundry detergent. My intention was to buy the ingredients for making our own laundry soap but they were missing a component – the essential castile soap. Instead, we stared at the Zola soap from Mexico, or whatever the hell it was called, trying to decide if it’s short but suspicious list of ingredients in Spanish and the cardboard container instead of plastic was a superior environmental choice. “Do you think we could skip the castile soap just this one time?”, I ask my husband, desperate to avoid this paramount decision. This is where the laughter quiets and he tells me that he is very firm on the clean clothes thing.
After putting the smallest bottle of All Free and Clear in the cart with a mental note that this my last bottle of laundry detergent I will ever buy, we are on our way. My husband shows good heart when he stops by the baby and medical sections for one last look for castile soap but no luck. Procter and Gamble owns the friggin place. Don’t worry though because I decided that very day that Mother Nature is kinda like a superhero, and one of these days, she is going to get sick of all of this @#$@ed up greed and she’s gonna kick Walmart’s ass. Maybe now I really will stay out of there.
I did end up buying 3 of the 4 ingredients to make my own laundry soap. A friend had gifted me with home-made laundry soap last year and I loved it. It wasn’t just about the contents of the soap, or the millions of plastic containers that won’t be floating in the ocean; it was the mindful love, patience and slowed-downness (yep, not a word) that I felt each time I washed clothes. There was art and heart in my laundry detergent, instead of that anxious feeling I get when I accept what shouldn’t be accepted. If you would like to join me on my joy filled journey to lessen my footprint on this planet and save a little money, here is the very simple recipe: