Isn’t is just crazy. You’re walking along and a scent sets into your soul and you’re stopped in your tracks, brought back to a day, a moment, a memory.
Just like that, a simple scent triggered your entire being. A familiar scent that may not be familiar at all, but your mind is sent whirling, taking you back to a warm summer evening, fresh squeezed lemonade and a bruised elbow? Or maybe cooking at home with your mother, favorite spices. Just like that, you’re overcome with emotion and brought right back to the kitchen. Those memories so strong it’s as if you’re there, dancing with your mom, the music blasting, your favorite dish.
Maybe not quite like that, but scents and subtle sounds have that power. You realize and feel emotions that stimulate the fondest of memories or possibly terrible ones. You are not in control of those emotions because it’s the scent and as if the magic is happening, wrapping up your entire soul.
I’m rambling. I actually don’t know where I am going with all these thoughts. Maybe it’s that we don’t slow down anymore, with technology face smacking us from the left and right, we are in a place where we don’t stop and smell the roses. Both figuratively and literally.
Add to that, the reality that exists, where vibrant, alluring and pleasant scents are being pushed out by the growing public spaces where buildings are taking precedence over wild spaces. And in my eyes, we are at a loss.
What can you do to slow down and take in more of the world and life around you? To give yourself moments that will allow you to recall these days?
Days that may strike you right in the feels? Like yesterday, I did everything in my power to hide from the feels as it was the anniversary of my fathers death. They still got me, I still sat in them, but starting this year I began a new way to celebrate his life.
Instead of sitting in the sorrow that is still there ( when someone passes, sadness sets in, and people say “it will get better / easier”. no it doesn’t! It just changes.) I will learn to grow, to celebrate his life by creating, by living. By doing things he would be proud of or he himself would love doing. He was a creator too. Going in many directions. Much like me…..
