Late Night Musings

Doesn't it just grind your butt up one side and down the other, all inside out when you think that you have a somewhat original idea; only to find out that somene else is already madly running with it?

Yeah. You know that feeling.

Perhaps it is not as dire a situation as I felt it was at the realization of it.  All my late night reading of 100 year old tomes, essential oil chemistry books and herbals has not gone to waste.  Of course that is never a waste, it's a valuable education and I will just have to make a few adjustments; and know that my products will have to be even more unique.

Unique, I can do.

I'm a firm believer that each individual puts a part of themselves into whatever it is that they create. That's the magic and beauty of it - each person adds a little bit of their own mojo into their creations. So what may attract someone to the other person's products - may not attract said person to mine. And vice-versa. I'm good with it all.

“And so he would now study perfumes, and the secrets of their manufacture, distilling heavily-scented oils, and burning odorous gums from the East. He saw that there was no mood of the mind that had not its counterpart in the sensuous life, and set himself to discover their true relations, wondering what there was in frankincense that made one mystical, and in ambergris that stirred one’s passions, and in violets that woke the memory of dead romances, and in musk that troubled the brain, and in champak that stained the imagination; and seeking often to elaborate a real psychology of perfumes, and to estimate the several influences of sweet-smelling roots, and scented pollen-laden flower, of aromatic balms, and of dark and fragrant woods, of spikenard that sickens, of hovenia that makes men mad, and of aloes that are said to be able to expel melancholy from the soul.”

― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray