The purpose of this story is to relax your mind, your body, and just enjoy.
The smell is intoxicating, it whispers around me, my mind closes to all else as I take a breath. My eyes are closed, my entire existence for this one moment in time is focused to only that velvet scent. The smell is sweet, not overpowering, the smallest hint begs for more, and further exploration leaves you feeling like the light is beating gently upon you as you lay near the river on a bright summer day. With this smell in my nose, my hand begins to feel, the first sensation of touch is of something in my hand that is cold, vibrant with life, cool against the temperature of the afternoon. It feels good, as I hold it tight in my hand the feeling of life in the circular vine calls out to me.
I listen, the sound of water passing gently by causes me to take a deep breath, the feeling of cool air flows into me as I exhale out the trials and troubles that cross my mind. In the distance the twitter of gentle birds brings a smile to my face. My eyes open.. what I see is no surprise, the sun beats down upon my face and hands and arms, as my eyes grow in focus the smell and feeling come together as I look at the rose placed in my hands, it’s funny to think that a rose by any other name would still smell as sweet. Now that I am there, I look around, in front of me a stream, behind me, a shaded grove. All around me the earth teams with green and life, the sound of the words brings me peace, taking a deep breath my shoulders lower, I feel at home… I feel alive.








July 25th, 2008 at 9:47 pm
I should have read this, the day of my rant. Although it was a good rant, and ranting is a way to vent…I can’t help but feel a little ashamed by it. This would have set me straight for sure! Now I know what to do, the next time I feel all wound up. Again…thanks for leading me here, to this place of peace.