Consciously Creating

The joy of sharing one’s blessings with others

Meg Morrow grew up on an apple orchard her parents bought when she was just 12 years old. From then on, she fell in love with the ability to source from what was around her and create. As a full-time photographer for many years, Meg enjoyed creating art from the people and places around her.

“I’ve always had that creative need inside me.”

When 2020 came through like a wrecking ball, Meg was also dealing with a personal health crisis. She shares transparently that during this time she was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, IBS, and SIBO, and she was taking a plethora of mental health medications. Meg considered her current state and what it would mean to maintain a level of comfort into an indefinite future, and she knew she had to do more research for the sake of her health and livelihood.

“I was not okay with just accepting these ‘diagnoses’ and using drugs to ‘help’ fix them. I was not okay with being told that I would forever struggle with depression and anxiety. I wanted better for myself and my family.”

Meg’s first step was making lifestyle changes, and in her pursuit of more nourishing foods, fewer medications, and more peace, she found herself drawn to the power of plants and herbs.

“I started using herbs to help with my symptoms instead of pharmaceuticals and was amazed by how well they worked—without side effects. I weaned off all the medications I was on, and it felt like a fog literally lifted. I thank God often for helping me get out of that and into a new way of living.”

By the time Meg became pregnant with her daughter, her perspective on self-care had changed dramatically. She and her husband completed a pro-metabolic eating course, which helped significantly with her IBS. They also opened their minds to new approaches to exercise, the type of water they consumed, and where they sourced their food.

When she became pregnant, Meg wanted to be especially mindful of the products she used on her body. She decided to create her own magnesium butter to help with the many pregnancy symptoms she was experiencing. After finding success with the product, she realized other moms would desire similarly clean products with effective results. Meg began diving deeper into herbalism and experimenting with new formulations. As her ideas flourished, so did her company—eventually becoming Flourished Grace.

“I changed my name from Sweet to the Soul [when I made candles] to Flourished Grace after my daughter was born. Her middle name is Grace, and it just seemed so fitting!”

From simple tallow whips to herbal elixirs, Meg has spent countless hours finding natural solutions for her family, just as she once did for herself. Flourished Grace has become the embodiment of one woman’s decision not to settle for less. She now blesses other women and mothers through her products and herbal classes. She even teaches women how to render tallow to support the business. Flourished Grace reflects its name through the blessings Meg found in natural herbs and animal by-products– blessings she has now multiplied and shared with others.

“I now train other moms who are looking for a side income to render for us. We love being able to help other moms who are also passionate about holistic living!”

Because Meg spent so many years uncomfortable in her body and dissatisfied with the “solutions” she was offered, she works diligently to create products that reflect deep care for the body and the many vulnerabilities people experience physically. She especially focuses on supporting mothers and babies, who during pregnancy and postpartum are in some of the most beautiful, yet raw and vulnerable, stages of life.

Flourished Grace’s mission reminds us that there are countless blessings around us meant for our betterment, and that these blessings become even more joyful when shared.

“My mission is to bring people back to simple, ancestral care—remedies that honor the body, honor creation, and honor God. I also want people to know that I genuinely care—about their health, their stories, their homes, and the way they feel in their skin.”