Calm. It is the name of an essential oil roller blend by Courtney + The Babes that I have applied to my inner wrists and the base of my neck no less than three times on this most London of days.
The skies outside are a very British shade of Oxford shirting blue - crisp and brilliant, with the rays of a warm sun traveling slowly across the expanse. And yet, I am shivering as I sit here writing this, clammy and cold from having to dash through the usual, spur-of-the-moment rainstorm that began the instant I stepped outside.
Ending, of course, immediately upon my return indoors.
Calm. We Londoners - immigrants like myself and locals alike - crave it. I fear that a 10ml roller bottle of Calm might not last long in this kind of space. And so, I savour the tangy, yet comforting scent of wild orange, blue chamomile, spruce needle, blue tansy, ho wood, and frankincense suspended in coconut oil. It's an unlikely combination that actually delivers on its promise of quietude for a precious few minutes. Because sometimes, it takes just a moment or two to realign oneself and one's mind-space, to lasso the ill-timed profanity before it escapes one's lips. Or conversely, to know exactly when to let it loose.
With each application, I pause to inhale deeply of its aroma before it fades away. And then I go about my business.
On those particularly wretched city days, however, Calm is not enough. Mineral stones and crystals have found their way into my very laidback take on mindful, modernist living; I have found that a quick spray of C+TB's quartz-infused Cleanse Mist can uplift one's immediate space. Most helpful, when followed by a brief period of mental rest, a bit of Meditation, and a touch of Deep Sleep.
I think it's the ritual of these things, more than the things themselves, that help.
It's the process of pausing to consider the supposed, elemental offerings of a particular crystal - a touchstone, if you may. The remedy comes with the focus it takes to concentrate on the inhalation of a therapeutic scent in the midst of one's day; the acknowledgement of such aids in balancing an often frenetic life.
Small mercies, I suppose. Small mercies.
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