You’ve made it here. How splendid! Can you pause for a second and think about the series of events that transpired to lead you here, today? At this very moment? It truly is kismet! I would like to welcome you aboard this demystifying journey that you are about to embark on. Brimming with nuggets of gold. And sheer enchantment!
Aura Quotidian is an avant-garde lifestyle blog. Here you’ll find interesting and helpful research-based pieces relating to scent, candles as an art form and a number of cool, esoteric topics.
There’s something of inspiration and merit for everyone –– whether you’re simply passing through or have recently begun experimenting with scent. Even if you just happen to like perfumes and candles a lot, and not sure how to choose the right ones, this is the place for you.
Maybe esoteric things move you. Why you wished upon the Super Blue Blood Moon to discover a space where discussions were a thing in the first place. (And now here you are!) Could also be that you’re an expert in these realms.
Whatever your story is, I implore you to stay as long as you would like, spread the magic and help share your feedback!
Sincerest thank yous for reading. And I bid you a tender adieu (for now).
Or poking through a house, in closets shut for years,
Full of the scent of time – acrid, musky, dank,
One comes, perhaps, upon a flask of memories
In whose escaping scent a soul returns to life.
– The Flask
― Charles Baudelaire,
Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it. ― Vladimir Nabokov
Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.
― Patrick Süskind,
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. ― Anaïs Nin
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country. ― Anaïs Nin