I’ve been using moxa sticks for a long time, but this is the first time I’ve written about my experience. I’m grateful for this opportunity.
The person who introduced me to this “rabbit hole” was my classmate—Xiaohaozi, a happy mom of a high school freshman. For most people, the stress of accompanying their child through academic life is overwhelming, but I noticed she was becoming more energetic with each meeting, as if she were constantly transforming. She didn’t look like someone who stayed up late every night, so I asked if she was taking any supplements. She said she practiced moxibustion daily, doing it whenever she had time, and had become addicted to it. During her child’s study sessions, she’d read books and moxibate. Seeing my interest, she gifted me two boxes of 2010 vintage 8:1 ratio moxa sticks and suggested I watch moxibustion livestreams to learn health preservation methods.
My son suffered from severe rhinitis. I’d sought help everywhere, but doctors said it couldn’t be cured—only improved with stronger immunity. His constant nasal congestion caused headaches, disrupted sleep, and impacted his studies. After studying in health-focused QQ groups, I found case studies about treating rhinitis. I immediately started moxibustion on his Baihui (GV20), Dazhui (GV14), and Yingxiang (LI20) acupoints, along with gua sha on his lung meridian arms. After consistent practice, I noticed gradual improvements: he caught fewer colds, and the moxibustion seemed to boost his vital energy (zhengqi) and immunity. With fewer colds, his rhinitis eased. Seeing progress without medication felt like a major breakthrough, and I vowed to keep going.
During the 2020 Wuhan COVID-19 outbreak, panic gripped the city. When I developed a fever, I reported it to the community. Hospital beds were scarce, and mild cases were told to isolate at home. On Lunar New Year’s Eve, my temperature hit 38.5°C (101.3°F). Groggy, I took medicine from the community clinic and lit multiple portable moxibustion devices—one on Baihui, one on Dazhui, and one on my lower back. I bundled under blankets and slept, waking only to drink water or replace cooled moxa cups. I sweated through clothes but kept renewing the moxa. After three days of continuous moxibustion, the fever broke on the fourth day. When the community called to check, I joyfully reported my recovery, avoiding centralized quarantine. As I regained strength in isolation, savoring meals with growing appetite, I felt profoundly grateful for stocking moxa sticks.
The moxa bath sachets are excellent too—wrapped in gauze and high-quality. Every night, my parents boil them for foot soaks, never skipping a day. Their 20-minute sessions leave their backs lightly sweaty. Now, the elderly couple exercises in the morning, practices moxibustion together, and soaks their feet at night. Their sleep quality has soared, and they walk with vigor, even climbing stairs effortlessly. When traveling, they pack moxa sticks and bath sachets for each day of their trip, insisting, “This ritual must never stop.”
