The smell of night blooming jasmine appears and I am taken back to fond memories. Simply, with a whiff of the fragrance, I am transported to simpler days and a young love that I have never forgotten.

I often wonder if it is on a cellular level that these precious moments exist, combining their effervescence with whiffs of memories to surround me with the loving embrace I crave. Whilst I cannot go back to that time, nor place, nor person, there is a calling to me today for that feeling again.

Change is here to be embraced. Letting go of all that is not in the present. Wishing and hoping, basking in past glories – neither suits me. Firmly my feet are planted in the present moment with that spiritual fragrance wafting in the winds.