Monday, June 03, 2013
This morning I took a short walk around my daughter's garden here in Florida. It was so fresh after the thunderstorm last night. One of the bushes had the first Mystery Gardenia opening up. I couldn't resist and picked one of the blooms.
I put the blossom in a small container here in my bedroom where I do most of my computer chores and forgot about it. Later this morning after breakfast and stationary biking I sat down to do some work on my book.
As I worked, I became aware of a warm feeling of contentment coming over me. Sitting back, I wondered if it was due to the subject matter. The work was just flowing! Was it the sunlight shining through the window? No. Maybe those minutes I spent in meditation and prayer this morning were still with me. Undoubtedly.
But then, I became aware of the delightful lemony fragrance of that gardenia, and I began to reminisce about the many times that fragrance was important to me. My first corsage at a formal dance. The white orchid and gardenias at the senior prom. Gardenias and tulips in my wedding bouquet. The single gardenia my husband brought to me in the hospital when our first son was born. And it goes on through the years.
Fragrance is such a powerful stimulant, depending on our relationship with it. Some odors can make me feel ill, sad or very happy. My neighbor can't stand the smell of gardenias or stock blossoms because she associates them with the funerals of her mother and father.
Since I have been thinking about the landscaping of the house being built here, this morning gave me some ideas. My personal fragrance garden will have roses, gardenias, jasmine, lavender, narcissus, magnolias and I would love violets but I am told they will not grow here. Thanks for experiencing with me and perhaps you will think about the fragrances that have meaning for you.