In my opinion

For me. To keep the clocks straight because we like to invent and spread rumors.

I met Nathalie as a beautician & formulator before getting pregnant with Louis in 2002.

She introduced me to essential oils, formulas, and invited me to her home to formulate with her.

She introduced me to two people who have remained close to us: her supplier at the time, and a friend who studied Ayurvedic medicine and who, when I wanted to discover the path to finding my well-being, in turn gave me two directions.

Already in 2002, I exclaimed to Nathalie that we needed to introduce people to the world of these natural treatments and have a media outlet to discuss the subject.

It was with her that I married my personalized natural beauty ritual, then when I had my first son in 2004, she created Bobôme & Karité solaire for him.

She has left the province. We will stay in touch.

His supplier supplied me in turn, then after launching my media (2013) - on which I promoted essential oils and natural beauty formulas - he asked me, in 2014, to distribute my ritual & essential homemade formulas developed for me, at my request, according to my needs. A range of some 4 products to start with.

Without going into detail about how restricted I was, let's come to the moment in 2018 when, while already, since 2015, an unpleasant character was trying to knock me down and ridicule me in everything I proposed, a second blow on a provincial scale tried to take me away. Headlines flew from all sides, suggesting that I was working illegally because I didn't have a chemist. I went to the front. And a few years later - too late - the Order of Chemists issued a press release recalling that Maison Jacynthe had always operated legally. But the damage was done.

I want to clarify this: I went to the front even though I wasn't formulating! I was only distributing. I defended the cause without being responsible.

As a thank you, I received a formal notice ordering me to stop using a name, that of the manufacturer who also stopped manufacturing from one day to the next.

Noteworthy: Since 2014, I've been developing a market for what had previously been little-known. These efforts were based on the promise that the revenues were reserved for us in a safe.

However, in August 2018, nothing suddenly became a thing with dozens of salaries to pay, houses to maintain, customers to serve.

Sylvain and I couldn't collapse. Morally, we were also unable to thank our team or close while we reconnected. Instead, we sold a property and trusted a new developer, who, unfortunately, also made us false promises. 2018 was a terrible year. Emotions tore at our very heartstrings, and the weight of responsibility stressed us out endlessly.

Never mind, a third crusade of mass media destruction struck (and it would happen again in March 2020*, and at that point, I couldn't be so appalled anymore, this time it was too big, I could never have thought or envisaged that by proposing a healthy lifestyle, I would trigger so much resistance). In 2019, once again, the campaign against me was for an action taken by a third party, an employee of another company. If we go to the source of this effort to destroy me, we quickly see (in the appeal won too) that I never made a mistake other than having trusted. Yet in the media and in the imagination, it is quite the opposite that is conveyed. Generally, we don't blame the media/platform but rather the interviewee. Which also makes you think: an Order generally sticks first to a warning and not to a statement of offense. And the investigation report from that time is grotesque, riddled with errors. But the law will not allow us to point this out, much less to correct the opposing party. Associations of corporations are always duly protected.

Since I am the face to be destroyed (more enjoyable & profitable for the media than an unknown person), I once again assumed the defense of the error. If it had only been the person concerned against whom the error was committed, the page would have turned immediately. But the same person who advertised himself by referring to my destruction, already in 2015, this time proposed to denounce me, with the link to do so, encouraging all those who did so, recalling that he himself had done so. In his great wisdom, he also proposed that I be locked up.

*In 2020, during the fourth crusade against me (each one will last for weeks, months and will remain, then be taken up again years later), this time they wanted to make me look like an exploiter of people brandishing false remedies. "Protection" magazines made it their cover, popular hosts did not hesitate to give their personal opinion "beware of Jacynthe René". However, some three years later, it is clear that no miracle cure was given but rather comfort, resources, tools, and while everything was closing, I was with you up to 4 times a day, offering readings after putting my Jonathan to sleep so that lonely people would be less lonely. A few years later, thousands of lives have been helped by all this.

With what endless relentlessness these authorities machine-gunned me and it was you who ensured that I was not shot down.
When I look at this photo taken in 2015, I had such a beautiful openness and vulnerability, a young woman who only wanted to give, share, and who invited everyone into her home.
I have great difficulty realizing that I have buried this essence. I am surprised to find myself experiencing the emotions still raw, hence this need to write.

A lump had appeared in my throat, consequently and simultaneously, I was also undergoing a series of magnetic resonance tests in the middle of the night, with tubes in my nose, on the other side of the world; I remember, in the hospital corridors, being afraid of being knocked out, so much did the media portray me with hatred as a charlatan of the worst kind.

The owner of the company that started this affair wanted to stick to us in order to shine, his dream being to be popular so he could give conferences. Once he achieved the desired notoriety, he too disappeared overnight.

All this to address rumors that we're using our collaborators. On the contrary, we trusted them too much and wanted to continue with each of them, believing that they, like us, wanted to communicate and share what feels good. When they were only looking for a springboard, some with less than laudable goals. We were only the medium to propel them. We learned this the hard way.

For a year and a half in 2013, our website was all about sharing inspiration, rituals, and recipes. We had no idea we'd have a branded product line.

Many have come to us to enrich themselves, to develop notoriety/sales/customer base or even, in a very underhand and insidious way, to "steal" our contacts.

Then in any case, leave us hanging.

Every time, we tell you that a collaborator naturally defines himself as a passenger. But imagine how devastated we are each time. Then, not surprised, we get back up and continue. We learned through great challenges. Deeply happy and positive with our mission, Sylvain and I trust and open (in the past) our arms wide open.

It also happened with suppliers or employees who came to us with values ​​other than sharing, integrity, and kindness, and who played at being family to betray us, to plunder us without shame. Even going so far as to threaten us. Addicts too, who wanted to extract, siphon off.

And it's very ugly when you see the damage they're trying to cause. In writing this, I'm aware that I'm trying to play the fool. Let those who need to find these lines read them. Through blows, I believe that the truth, taking more time, finds its place in a lasting way.

When I called Nathalie in March 2019, we were at our wit's end: "Can you come and help us?" - we had nothing left, no products to offer, no money in the bank to continue paying our loyal team. Nothing.

From Edmonton: "I'm coming," as she packed her suitcase in her car and gave me her location so I could follow her on her way to us. We were waiting for her with everything ready to go. From scratch. All the recipes, all the sourcing, from the bottles to the ingredients.

Finally leaving behind the negative, the disruptive, the unpleasant, to arrive at this beauty, these quality relationships and this unshakeable strength that we know today.

We learned it the hard way.

The experience and our mission were never destabilized or altered during the process; on the contrary. And we know that from crisis, opportunities arise.

Our foundations are solid. Rest assured, Nathalie isn't collaborating; she's a member of the team. And her values ​​are ours.

At the same time in 2019, we met (following the fire in early January 2019 which marked the end of this chapter) our partner who has been working for 40 years in the world of essential oils, with extensive resources to ensure the maximum purity of each one and with admirable morality, at all costs. Without their experience at our service, despite the will, it is impossible to consistently find and get our hands on the most beautiful wonders reserved for the big houses. Producers develop lasting relationships with their favorites and their most important customers. The dedicated team that takes charge of our mission makes us different.

We are fortunate to benefit from their reputation and expertise. Our relationship and the professionalism of this unrivaled, international distributor ensure our sourcing and unique position within our industry. This advantage makes us exclusive. No one can source with this quality except the major players who don't share our vocation.

All of you, faithful and loyal, know how much of a difference you have made through all these trials. Your encouragement is my shield, your presence, my strength.

Know that our integrity will always be our ultimate truth and our beacon in the continuity of our mission.