The blooming Hawthorn is one the first messenger of spring in the North. The distinct scent of the flowers mixed with the cold breeze has a special serenity about it, that is like a soothing balm to the winter mind.
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Her Joy is like the Sun. Her Sparkle is like diamonds. Don’t try to dim her Light. Let her radiate and bathe in the warmth of her preciousness instead.
Read MoreAs She found herself surrounded by the Symphony of Spring:
The chirping Birds calming her restless Mind. The sprouting Grass kissing her tired Feet. The breezing Wind caressing her longing Skin.
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Remember to Rest.
Rest on the bed of Mother Earth.
And let Her nourish you like a little child.
A journey through the sense of scent. Sensorial report from a visit to Grasse on the Côte d’Azur in France
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