Living with scent
Four posts from the Journal.
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The textures of silence
I have lived mostly on my own for three years, and for most of that time I would have told you the silence was the best part. In a world that never stops talking, a quiet flat felt like wealth.
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Time for distance, Distance for time
Two oils I reach for often behave nothing like each other, and knowing how they differ on paper is a different thing from watching what they do in a room.
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What Scent Taught Me About Attention
Self-love is a phrase that’s heard everywhere these days. It’s become so routine that it sometimes feels hollow. But what if self-love isn’t where we begin?
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The texture of a room's air
In my last piece I wrote about reading the emotional landscape of your home: noticing which spaces pull you in and which push you away.