On Incense and Who is that Smell?

  

The last little bit of my "stash".

Well, I discovered that my old stick incense stash is running out faster than I thought it would. Oooops!  And since there is nothing close by in the way of shops that sell incense of any decent quality around here, I started searching online again. (No. I don't want to drive an hour in heavy traffic. And if I can avoid going to the city for any reason, I'm quite content!)   As for online shopping, I didn't know you could type in what you're looking for and add "best price".... then hit search. Wow, I like that feature a lot! Found a five pack of Blue Pearl Majmua at 36% off an all ready low price.  Its a gorgeous fragrance. I use it on my altar a lot. The Nature spirits certainly seem to enjoy it.
    In the mornings that I work I'm usually in a bit of a hurry, what with trying to get the animals straight and all.  Plus its still dark when I leave!! Anything I use has to be quick and easy.   And its almost always dark before I get a chance to do my evening prayer work. Yep, stick incense is the way to go most of the time. 
   I really don't think that life should be so harried. Every time I'm standing out there under the stars I can feel the energetic pace of the land. Calm and steady with currents like soft breezes blowing through and around everything. I try and make the time so that I'll be able to slow my pace and watch and listen to the signals that inevitably appear.  
   Last night I was outside walking around while talking to a friend on the phone about a variety of subjects. Mostly the need for the realization by people that we are all spiritual beings. And that's how we should approach our physical existence, etc.. You know, the usual. When all of a sudden the smell of vetiver appeared out of no where.... and "followed" me wherever I went. I never got a fix on who it was, but it felt immensely reassuring.  Funny, I use scent to tell me when certain "folks" are stopping by to visit! I can smell my one grandfather's cigarettes.... that's our signal. My other granddad arrives with the scent of his old  flavored pipe tobacco. When I smell just regular tobacco I know its one of my Native guides. And of course that Tibetan monk smells like... you guessed it!...  Tibetan incense! chuckle    Orange blossom  always heralds an angelic visitor.  The list goes on.   I'm still not sure who it is when the fragrance of freshly sliced, perfectly ripe cantaloupe starts. I'd love to know. They have really happy vibes!
   On a funny note: Someone comes to see my youngest aunt and they smell like cinnamon buns! But none of us can think of anyone it might be. haha Does anyone else have this happen to them? I feel certain that they do, but do they notice? 
    Everyone take care and sweet dreams to all.