Rugosa 20

Everywhere we go we are inundated by powerful artificial smells in products…everything from hand creams and makeup, to dish soaps and detergents,, spray disinfectants, car fresheners, candles, shampoos, doggie grooming products and on an on. Walk into a grocery store, passing by the floral department and be assaulted by the overpowering scent of hyacinths, even though there might be only a few tucked in display.. the area sprayed to create atmosphere and stimulate buying. Go into a fabric store and be assaulted by acrid fumes of formaldehyde which is impossible to mask.

Product scent chemistry is big business, enticing us to buy…everything. A world of illusion.

I have been fortunate to live in a little house surrounded by greenery…shrubs,  grass, woods and garden. Part of it is wild, part has been tamed for untreated lawn and for growing flowers, vegetables and herbs which provide unlimited delight from early spring to late fall. What comes with such blessing is scent… the rapturous, elusive, delicate scent of the natural world.

Many years ago, I brought home two little pots of Rugosa (Beach) Roses and we planted one by my front door and one by the road. They are somewhat invasive and have never really been tamed, refusing to surrender their wild spirit. Living in a climate near the ocean, they have formed quite an impenetrable border on one side of my house and at this time through the season, are bursting with gorgeous pink flowers against their rich and thorny greens and the scent ….the most delicate, heavenly fragrance, which could never be created in a laboratory. When people..friends and piano students…come into my house from the yard, they often stop for a moment, captivated by the soft fragrance in the air and tell me that the magic of scent in the garden..again, rather elusive and invisible to the eye… put them momentarily under enchantment.

We desperately need such enchantment in a world full of noise, constantly assaulted by the bright and blinding lights of consumerism and illusion of all that is is natural..the sights, the sounds, the costumes, products of the commercial word trying to entice us to embrace and purchase their faux delights for pleasure, happiness and fulfillment.

But instead, flee to the woods, the garden or the shore..stand still and BREATHE in Nature and the scents of what is real…and connect with what is real in yourself.

Rugosa (Beach) Rose… the Queen of the Seashore…

Seaside Mists (2)

***  More on Rugosa Rose in the next few days….  check in again!

*** Photo Credits: Christine Phoenix Green

Breathe…! From Christine, the Greening Spirit

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