15 March 2017
Lighting the Sage-Scented Candle
After a day of dealing with the unpleasantries of the world, I retreat home, lighting my sage-scented candle shortly after my arrival. The deep, sweet, herbal smell takes on a body of its own and circulates throughout the rooms. Leaving hints of wood and vanilla in its wake, the aroma demands the burden of my anxieties. I gladly turn them over. In exchange, I receive clarity. My muscles relax, my soul becomes centered, and I remember who I am.
Labels: The Anthropologist