Tag: fragrance

Have You?

Learning, life, love, Poetic
I've asked myself all my life:
Have you ever thought what this life is for?
You're born. You die.
You struggle. You cry.
You suffer. You rant.
You're full. You sleep.
You're fulfilled. You forget.
You're numb. You're silent.

If it's really
You that this life is about,
Am I really needed?
Am I really wanted?

Yet the echoes of the quest go on.
Your answers feel like algae converting light to feed my days with
Hope that you embrace me, with
Fear that it will end when I still owe you  promises.

I can't answer it clearly until today.

It becomes like a love story
In which falling in love is either inserted with broken-hearted acceptance or ended with broken hearted let-go.

That I live for
You, because of
You, in
You, through
You is a journey between a lover longing for the beloved who might care but care; who might love but hate, who might exist but not exist.

Have you ever thought what this life is for? I said yes and yes and yes to
You, and for
You.

Guidance

Amouge, Guidance – it’s about you guiding me to you

bought it when in Sydney

slided the box out of the outer cover

one of my best gift to myself – a scent that guides

A Gift

Learning, Poetic, This Person
A gift, Beloved
Breeze bringing a good fragrance
Keeping me with you.

I bought a box of gift for myself – perfume 💗

patchouli is one of my favourite fragrances, it is mostly harvested in Indonesia — there’s a documentary about how patchouli farmers are ‘exploited” for perfume industry

I’m cruelly aware that my liking to scent is making me part of the exploitation. What should I do?

….thinking in awareness & with compassion

Scent of This Hair

Learning, Poetic, This Person
The scent that is spread
Is that that I've missed so long.
It's in my own hair.

I was in Sydney and finally found this that I’d wanted so long. Once I thought I would love the Jasmine but this attracted me more strongly.

Fragrant

Learning, Poetic

Fragrant, Beloved
Is you when I am breathing.
Do you deny it?

i’ve loved perfume since i was teenager

the range of fragrance i love is wide, i have no definition of what fragrance i prefer or not — i just like it or not like it after sniffing it

If I Were A Scent

Learning, Poetic, This Person

If I were a scent,
I would be herbal.

If I were a scent,
I would be flowers.

If I were a scent,
I would be sandalwood.

If I were a scent,
I would be musk.

If I were a scent,
I would be sea breeze.

If I were a scent,
I would be mountain dew.

What other scents could
I become?
Floral?
Oriental?
Woody?
Fresh?

If I were a scent,
I would be anything that's
Loved to breath in by
You.

 Musée du Parfum Fragonard

How Fragrant Are You?

Learning, Poetic, This Person

How fragrant are you
Through the petals sweetly picked
By fragile fingers?

I love perfume especially when at home.

Some facts of how certain oils as part of perfume ingredients are harvested shake my liking to perfumery. If I buy those perfumes, am I abusing certain group of people? If I don’t buy, am I letting them unemployed?

Life is sometimes as simple as abc– Yet life is sometimes as complex as ancient codes to decipher.

Time to concoct my own perfume from responsibly-sourced oils?

Burnt Hair

Learning, Those People

Here is the long wait!

Here is the curiosity potion!

Here is the Burnt Hair!

😁

a message sent to me on Apr 24 when I was in my mother’s house, from a shipping company – could not recall what I purchased as not much shopping these days

today I picked it up when arriving home – what is it, what is it, said I curiously

ahhh!!! I purchased Elon Musk’s perfume, the Burnt Hair on Oct 14, 2022

the longest wait of a PO to be shipped in my life 😂

it is almost like burnt hair smell – maybe this is the smell of Elon Musk’s burnt hair 😂

does it worth the wait? hmmm…. for my curiosity yes, not for my olfactory system 😹

at least I have his product, not Tesla though 😎

A Fragrant Machiya

Learning, Map It!, Poetic, This Person
This fragrance that travels in to the breathing brings me to where unknown stories were told.

Who built you,
Dear home?
Who grew with you,
Dear home?
Who left you,
Dear home?
I feel you,
Dear home.

Today I stay with
You
To realise that
Home is where breathing feels so real.

——

my favourite room where the fragrance of hinoki wood and tatami is the strongest — I feel home 😃

thank you!

I thought I would stay in a boutique hotel made from a machiya

I found that I am alone in a two-story fragrant machiya which is 3 times bigger than the condo unit I live in Singapore — won’t stay alone next time!

THE FRAGRANCE!!! ♥️

About machiya

Half and Half

Learning, Poetic

Do you know,
Beloved…?
In the middle of a water
Tossing wildly a Land
Stretching like a tail,
Tinted with merry tiny blossoms
Willing to smile
In May summed up are they.
Bearing light fragrance
Infusing air elegantly
For you, only for you—


Do you also know,
Beloved…?
I lullaby some seeds
That wake up lazily,
Stretch to the sky
Then sprinkle perfumes
With thousands of flowers
In the 9th month
Being warm and fuzzy
In the other half
For you, only for you—

For you
Whether to take
Or to give up.
There is no heaviness in a no.
There is no lightness in a yes.
There is pain in silence.
Yet life is so rich,
There is always cure
For any wound.
Let poems sing heart songs
For you, only for you.

——

Scent of Flowing Air

Learning, Poetic
No scent is missed,
No inhaled air is empty.
The scent is a box of coloured mist
To bring in imagery.

These nostrils celebrate days
Through haling the loaded air
And propelling power through stories,
Millions of stories shared.

——

can’t leave without scent, good or bad

and its evolving fragrance, softened before dried

sadly this leaf was not so nicely scented 🙏🏼 thrown away

batik has a good scent as it is washed with lerak (soap berry)

frangipani, a flower that is popular as graveyard flower in Java island ♥️ sweet fragrance of the death

i miss the scent of the thin air by the rice field under the blue sky 💝

Reflection & Fragrance

Learning, love, Poetic
Standing in front of you,
I see love.
It is clearly reflected—
A face of mine smiling at itself.

When you look at this mirror,
What do you see?

I wish you know
You are love reflected by a clear mirror.
I wish you see
This water clearly reflects you,
A love that exudes fragrance.

—-

a pond behind Himeji Castle 🏯 i could breathe drizzles and pine freshness while seeing a school of fish swimming in clear water reflecting acceptance

Rampant

Learning, Poetic
Rampant, Beloved,
Sambac grows after the rain.
Sweet fragrance breezes.

—

jasmine sambac grows, its fragrance slips in to the heart 🥰

Scents Of The Unknown

Poetic, This Person
Scents of the unknown
Lingers in the air. Muguet:
Earthy, green, floral—
You’ve turned spark to fire burning
Dreams to fuel a sweet journey.

All people love fragrance; not necessarily perfume but yes I’m talking about it.
Let’s agree that fragrance is one of the best gifts in life – I mean…. I am not naturally smelling like flowers, but I love nice air coming into my nostrils and celebrating the beauty of nature through one of the human’s senses. Don’t you?

At times when we are wearing perfumes, we’ll subconsciously reminisce moments featuring individuals that we might or might not clearly remember.

Lemongrass mostly reminds me to Ayutthaya. Jasmine connects to a place in Erawan, Bangkok. Frangipani brings Ubud back to memory. Rose to one factory in Vietnam. Lemon brings me to my humble abode in Greater Jakarta. Sandalwood to my mother who loves sandalwood. Lavender to my father whose pomade was lavender-based. And so on, and so forth.

Recently there came unknown scents that reminded me to some people. I was browsing perfumes, and trying certain fragrances, particular moments and faces struck me stealthily. Goodness! Now I captured them through various fragrances! Moments, faces and nuances intertwined in the liquid. The memories might have been traced and downloaded by our brain! Unknown scents have empirically proved to represent impression caught about someone.

I’m now liking lily of the valley or muguet scent because it reminds this person to a most beloved. I don’t think that person splashed muguet when meeting with me but he suits that attar. What an overestimation it is! It’s ok, he doesn’t know 😂

Recommended: Go for a new experience in perfumery and investigate what scents connect you to what moments or which individuals. You might find a way to get rid of bitter past and/or revive good spirits to be happy.

Guess I know why I can’t relate well to some people that’s why they are connected to certain aroma that I’m not fond of. Probably…. Or just my superstition….

One person’s favourite scents might not be others’ ones.

That’s life.

Singapore – Jan. 7, 2021 / 23:06

May all beings be happy.

one of pictures in Wikipedia – https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lily_of_the_valley

Dark, Fragrant Beauty

Poetic

A bunch of roses,
Send this prayer as a gift
To those remembered
Through air, land, water, fire in
Dark, fragrant beauty. Amen.

I pray with flowers in a glass vase every week: reciting beautiful verses to those I’ve loved and remembered especially the ancestors, whispering unsaid love to those faraway, wishing they be happy everyday. Some people consider it ancient practice and not applicable or acceptable as modern but I feel more connected to my own self by doing it. So making it a habit

I love the dark mood of today’s flowers combined with my “sogan handmade batik”. It painted a shade of dark beauty with special fragrance and colour.

May all beings be happy.

About Flowers

Poetic
What about flowers?
Colours, fragrance, shapes, and mood
Wrapped in a prayer.

Singapore – November 20, 2020 / 00:10

Greek, fragrant spirit – haiku

Bob, Learning, love, Poetic

Breezy, frozen dawn
Wind’s blowing in through window
A fragrant spirit.

Greek passed away. She was buried in a descent way, wrapped in white fabric, anointed in musk perfume and prayed with sincere love. She might still want to see us at home — that’s when we smelt fragrance of musk in early morning. The place where she is buried is way at our lovely backyard and where we smelt her musk is way at the front part of home.

Greek was visiting. She wanted to let us know that she is fine and will never leave us….

She is playing in a very enlightened garden.

Love for Greek….

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Singapore – May 23, 2016 – 12:25am