Artisan Soap

This one’s like a down featherbed with blankets of the softest cashmere centered in an evergreen tree-lined field of lavender plants. In the distance, a string symphony gently echos. There is no path to this island amongst a sea of purple; it’s as if the earth cradled you in her arms and tenderly delivered you on the wings of an angel. All at once, there are no worries, no stress, no list of to-do’s, no where to be, no deadlines...just the sound of your breath and the glorious release of the tension that has held you down for too long. Your soul begins its path to revitalization and peace washes over you. Yeah...it’s like that.