Petrichor

To know yourself as the Being underneath the thinker, the stillness underneath the mental noise, the love and joy underneath the pain, is freedom, salvation, enlightenment. -Eckhart Tolle

I just so love it.

And I love whatever it is which emanates from the soil and finds my nostrils just before a big rain. There’s a name for it : petrchor –

Petrichor (/ˈpɛtrɪˌkɔːr/)^[1] is the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil. The word is constructed from Ancient Greek πέτρα (pétra) ‘rock’, or πέτρος (pétros) ‘stone’, and ἰχώρ (ikhṓr), the ethereal fluid that is the blood of the gods in Greek mythology.

This has no beginning and no end.

I am going to share my experiences here. -documentary including some learnings, failings, perceptions, questions, experiments, research, grasping and letting go.