Cedar, Spruce and Pine essential oils combined with a tiny amount of Patchouli to level out the spicy undertones of the evergreen trees will make you smell like you just returned from forest bathing. There is a Wabanaki legend of The Three Brothers and it goes something like this….Long long ago there lived three brothers in the land of Wabanaki. All three brothers had heard that Kluscap would grant them wishes so they left the comfort of their wigwam and went on a quest to find Kluscap to humbly make their requests. One brother prided himself for his tall stature yet he still longed to be taller as he believed being taller would make him even more attractive to all the beautiful women of his village. Another brother wanted to live peacefully and always behold the beauty of the lands of Wabanaki. The third brother had only the desire to live to a ripe old age with good health until his passing to the spirit world. The brothers had travelled long and far from their beautiful homes seeking the great Kluscap when they came upon two powerful and mystical men in the forest who claimed to be agents of Kluscap. The mystics encouraged the brothers to tell them their wishes so they could let Kluscap know what it was they wanted. After the three brothers revealed their wishes to the two mystics they were instructed to wait there till morning. The brothers proceeded to set up camp with a fire and shelter and set a snare to catch a rabbit or partridge for their evening meal. One brother went to the banks of the river to gather some ground nuts to have with their meat. That evening around the fire as they ate their delicious foods the three brothers talked about what they would do once their wishes were granted by Kluscap. Each of the brothers drifted off to sleep that night with smiles on their faces and had wonderfully vivid dreams of their future lives. When the sun began to peek over the horizon the brothers were startled by the crackling of the fire since they knew they had let the fire go out the night before. As the brothers jumped up they could see that the two forest mystics were sitting around the fire circle drinking tea from cups made of birch bark and had obviously started the fire. There was also a long table made of a large flat rock sitting atop two tree stumps for legs. On the table was the most beautiful spread of foods from the Wabanaki forest and waters. There was a beautifully prepared birch platter of salmon with blueberries on top, grouse stuffed with juniper berries and even a large wooden vessel full of moose stew and a vessel of tea made from the roots and bark of trees and wintergreen. There were spruce burl bowls filled to the brim with strawberries and raspberries. The brothers were very surprised and happy to see the food and the mystics as they were both hungry yet anxious to hear the message from Kluscap. The forest mystics instructed the brothers to sit and eat their fill of the delicious foods in preparation of their new lives. So they did. After the meal the messengers of Kluscap told the brothers to go bath in the river to freshen themselves and come back to warm themselves by the fire where they would be given further instructions. When the brothers returned from the river the mystics were waiting at the fire with a pouch of sweet smelling tobacco and invited them to sit a while and smoke with them. The pouch was filled with a tasty blend of leaves and flowers from forest plants known to the Wabanaki as their tobacco. Each pulled out their pipe and filled it full with the contents of the pouch and puffed away quietly for some time. When the pipe bowls held nothing but ashes the messengers offered the brothers a little more tea and told them what they must do for the remainder of the day. They were to dig holes in the ground long and wide enough to fit their feet and deep enough to fit their ankles. The brothers were to wait for the sun to dip in the sky just before darkness takes over to bury their feet into the holes they had made and to be sure to fill their pipes again with the tobacco in the pouch. The forest mystics told them their wishes would be granted sometime after sunset and before they finished the contents of their pipe bowls. The mystics then disappeared into the forest. Each brother quickly looked around to find the best digging tool for the task at hand. The tall brother found a sharp flat rock that would serve as a fine digging tool. The second brother began to carve a large flat digging tool from a large branch of a maple tree. The third brother went searching in the forest and came back with the bones of an old moose who had died nearby and broke the bone in a way to make a good digging tool. The sun seemed to be sinking in the sky more quickly than ever they had remembered in their lives so they quickly got their holes finished and planted themselves according to the instructions of the mystics. Each brother filled his pipe bowl and lit the smoking blend just as the sun began to dip in the sky. The three brothers puffed on their pipes and inhaled deeply the sweet smoke into their lungs and could feel the tingling of excitement for the granting of their wishes. They puffed again and again almost to hasten to process as they knew the wished would be granted before the bowls were done. Suddenly and without notice the three brothers were transformed into three different kinds of trees. The tall one had been turned into the tallest pine tree in all the land while the brother who wanted to view the beauty of the land was turned into a strong spruce tree swaying in the wind overlooking the land of Wabanaki as he had longed to behold the beauty of the land for the span of his peaceful life. The third brother who desired a long healthy life was now a cedar tree with healthy strong branches filled with good smelling thick leaves. Their wished had been granted and to this day when you are walking through the Wabanaki forests you can hear the voices of the three brothers singing of happiness and fulfillment as they are now living the life they so deeply desired without the constraints and difficulties of being a human. The cedar, spruce and pine trees continue to be revered by the Wabanaki peoples as they are the medicines that heal our wounds and our hearts in our times of need.