The Healing Power of Fragrance

I can’t wait for spring when the lilacs will come into bloom and spread its heady fragrance. It’s so short and flitting. If you snooze you will miss it.

I just can’t have enough of it. So I hang over the blooms, inhaling burying my face in its softness. I don’t like to cut their branches and put the flowers in my vase. Because that would be sad. It would be a waste killing flowers in bloom. 

When I sniff the petals clinging on the branches I feel calm and soothed. All the inner turmoil in my heart vanishes like the morning mist. My creative juices flow. My female protagonist will definitely walk through a trail of lilac blooms.

But to get to the blooms in my neighborhood, I have to walk a mile or so. It’s all worth it in the end.

Keep smelling the roses. In my case lilacs and bring peace into your hearts. Be creative and keep writing.

Till then take care,

Prafulla