This surprising, evocative union of Patchouli, Orange, and Cedar has such a gorgeous weight, it will ground and keep even the most restless spirit.
If we listen we can hear the life leaving the land, pulling back into the earth as leaves dry and fall, as grass curls down upon itself, as insects perish, and other creatures prepare for the scarcity of winter. In this way we begin to remember. We remember those who have come before us, those we have lost, those we now hold dear. Though we know nothing and no one is forever in our grasp.