Yesterday, as I was driving to work, one of my favourite
songs came on. It is hard to describe the feeling it created instantly –
intense joy and sadness all at once, mixed in with a lot of nostalgia. I wanted
to laugh and cry and sing along all at the same time, which meant I was mostly
blubbering. In the afternoon I had to go and give my mother something.
As I walked in and hugged her, I was enveloped by the beautiful smell of
Aromatics – her favourite perfume of all time. My whole life flashed before my
eyes - not really/just the events, but the feelings. I was comforted. Every fibre of my being felt
home.
This got me to thinking - surprise,
surprise ;) - about how unbelievably apt the Bible is when saying that our
lives must be as a pleasant perfume to those around us. Nothing on earth can
connect us more closely to our innermost being, to those “hiding places” where so
much of ourselves disappear to, than the smells and the music in our lives, for
they are hard-coded into every cell of our body. They become just as much a
part of us as our hair
colour - which allows those very instant and intense whole-body experiences when we are confronted with them.
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