Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

Scent -

This morning I dip my nose into the soft white petals of narcissus flowers.  The scent merges with the smell of pine, and I remember a book my children and I enjoyed, a scratch and sniff book filled with smells at Christmas.  Scratching and sniffing brought smells of candy canes, pine, cedar, cocoa, gingerbread, and an orange in the foot of a stocking into the house.  I sit with that, scratch and sniff memories, children young, children grown.

I am especially aware right now.  What is it that brings the senses to life?  What touches us?

I was reading yesterday that people who love this season have a different brain than those who are in a more bah humbug or Scrooge sort of mood.  Who knows what influences us but this morning I woke up with the song "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" vibrating my heart.



I love this time of year, the red and green, white for those with snow, stockings, candles, firelight.  This weekend I'll make Yule logs.  I gather greens from our yard, melt white candles, and drip the wax over the log like snow.  A red ribbon augments the green leaves and needles and red berries.

We have had rain this morning, soft and gentle rain, and now the gray is lit as though with a wand glazing pink through the fog.  The glow is gold.

I pause and beckon the wings of inner light.



Perhaps I feel so good this time of year because I inhale deeply all the wonderful scents and all that is sent to sense.

I am aware.  I am awake.

Gratitude fills me and spins me like a top.  I am the star on top of the tree, the lights, the dark.
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