I'm not sure about the "healing jar," but these overpriced jeans with the tag "Mother" are the comfiest I've ever owned. I love them. Love love love them. They don't seem mother-ish at all. I guess. Maybe I'm wearing them wrong, or I'm supposed to set them aflame in a glass canister while meditating. Not sure. But the best part was petting the sweetest dog while buying them.