Remember last summer when I thought I was absolutely going to just fall over and die, perish even, because they had removed my beloved Kombucha from the shelves of all the stores? How I went into a true spiral of depression? How Emily Gilmore told me that I was an addict, that I shouldn't have such a visceral reaction to a juice, that I was surely an alcoholic because I needed my daily 4:00 p.m. fix every single day or I just did not feel like myself?
It was a long and awful drought of a life without my special elixir while the FDA and the makers of kombucha sorted out the ins and outs and details and I was kind of like a rabid dog in my quest to find it. In Oregon, while I was at the fair, there were home brewed versions available that I purchased and carried back with me to Utah like some sort of bootlegger during the prohibition and then there were all kinds of crazy rumors that you could get Kombucha here and there and everywhere else but in Utah and in late October, just as I was ready to pack up my dogs and move us part and parcel back to California where I was certain I could get my magic juice, on the very day I had made this declaration truthfully, I walked into Whole Foods here in Salt Lake City and it was as if choirs of Mormon angels were singing choruses of hallelujah because the refrigerator shelves were literally sagging from the weight of the multiple bottles of GT Dave's kombucha that had somehow miraculously reappeared.
God truly does work in mysterious ways.
The truth of the matter is that GT Dave's, the maker of my favorite kombucha, had to reformulate their magic potions and what was inside the bottle no longer was quite exactly the same as what used to be inside the bottle. Now, psychologically, I was oh so grateful to be holding and drinking my daily bottle of elixir that I tried to convince my physical body that it was all just exactly the same. My physical body, though, can not be fooled so easily.
The good news, though, is that I am one very resourceful and determined naked girl who happens to also not be afraid to ask a lot of questions and ask the universe to help her to find the answers she really needs.
The answer, in this case, turned out to be right in my own kitchen. I just started brewing my very own kombucha. I happen to be (sometimes even I forget) a master herbalist and a person who actually understands the medicinal benefits of tea. I owned my own organic medicinal tea business for the last five years. Kombucha is nothing more than fermented tea. It turns out, actually, that I've not only been able to make some pretty magical kick-ass delicious kombucha that my body truly loves and appreciates, but I also have been able to apply my own herbal wisdom and create some brews that are truly medicinal for the specific needs of my own body, as well. I've only shared it with friends, so far, and I'm not sure how I could possibly grow this to share with all of you, but I'd really love to be able to do so. Dreamsweet Kombucha feels like such a beautiful possibility.
GT Dave originally brewed kombucha to help his own mother's battle with breast cancer. He started in his mother's kitchen and he had no business plan and only wanted to provide the gift of kombucha with anyone who might benefit from it. It was quite successful for her and his promise is to provide the freshest, purest, and most potent kombucha available. (Sounds like a little company like Dreamsweet, doesn't it?) I know that's still his promise, even now, despite the very long and intrusive fingers of the FDA getting all complicit in the special bottles of organic and raw kombucha he provides. Which is why, honestly, I'm very honored to be a part of his relaunch and reintroduction of his products back to a public that, well, already loves and adores him.
Now appearing on ENLIGHTENED bottles of GT Dave's SYNERGY Kombucha at a health food store near you, Nakedjen, The Beet Fairy.

As I said, I've always believed there's magic in those bottles. Somehow, honestly, I can't think of a better place for a naked beet fairy to be.
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