i love what's being shared here. lifestyle so much determines what is available for hygiene. in my herb garden, i grow a robur lemon rose pelargonium, the sort they get commercial geranium oil from, and i use that as a deoderant if i have to go anywhere where people might be who can't stand the natural smell of a healthy human being's workaday sweat.
i just take a leaf and lightly bruise it and then rub it on.
i cottoned on to this way after experiments to keep kid-rearing milk bottles and teats hygienic, to prevent scours. boiling wasn't doing it. soaps, sterilisation chemicals and detergents are dangerous additives, so they were out. in the end, i just rinse them immediately after use and put a herb with known anti-bacterial ability in - a square inch of the geranium leaf worked better than any of the labiatae, although thymol is a powerful 'germ'icide, and 'smart' enough to work with your body chemistry, not against it.
i and my long time best friend nellie have been achieving natural hygiene in our one acre 'self suff', fairy conscious, organic farmlet set in eighty acres of australian bushland, after totally rejecting highly toxic, energy expensive and pollutive mainstream hygiene more than thirty years ago. during that time we've kept ourselves and our animals healthy and happy without dangerous pollutants, and learnt to love dirt. that's what i grow my food in, and i know it as a beautiful, biochemically magical environment, not as something disgusting i should never touch, or get on my skin. it has healed my sense of my own body, and taught me that human sh*t (i.e., that which is or has been shed) is not a 'waste' product of human metabolism, not a by-product, but a product
, like fruit from a tree, if you happen to be a tree! it is vital to the health of the soil. we know enough now not to abuse it. it is fertilizer, like the goat or poultry manure we add to our compost. we have to get over the disgust. the pathogenic potential of a handful of natural dirt, for all its organic richness, teeming as it is with microbes of all sorts, is minimal compared with that of the daily devastation of your dermal ecology in the vain pursuit of odourlessness.
not that we have no place for good laundry soap, or soap for scouring our sheep fleeces for spinning. i make good hard soap out of goat fat and caustic soda. i even use it for when mainstream rules apply and they look behind your ears.