This is for people who feel cold and lonely, far
from home, unloved even though they are surrounded
by many. Benzoin brings an old love, a very primal
form of love and protection that lies at the
foundation of a person's strength in life.
A woman lies in her bed, she is ill and though her loved
ones are caring for her, she doesn't seem to notice them
in her distress.
As the lights burn low and night is at its deepest,
there comes an ancient spirit in the guise of a wise old
woman into the house where all are sleeping now, save
for the sick woman who is battling for her life.
The wise old one comes and sits on her bed, takes her
hand and from them flows a river of the oldest love, the
love of life, soothing the woman in body, mind and soul,
and healing her, turning the tide.