Organic Hydrating Rose Facial Mist
100ml
Medicine of the Heart
I am Rose. I am love. I am compassion made scent.
I am the quiet medicine of the heart. Each year, in May’s gentle bloom, I offer myself to the hands of those who know me best—the gatherers of the Balkan mountains, who rise before the sun to collect my heart-shaped petals one by one, with reverence.
Carried with care to copper stills, my essence is drawn out in the hush of morning. And from there, I travel into dark glass bottles—a whisper of beauty awaiting the one who listens.
I come not only to soften your skin, but to awaken your divine heart—your remembrance of oneness, of soul, of eternal now.
The mind may think, but the heart—the heart knows.
I soothe the nervous system, gently quieting the limbic brain, the fire that so often confuses passion for love. I cool heat, calm redness, and offer not the rush of infatuation—but the deep, unwavering peace you were made from.
For inner peace is love. And I am no less physical than I am spiritual. I am antibacterial and astringent—refining, toning, and supporting your skin’s wild intelligence by helping balance what is good and what is not.
I am the bridge between body and soul, between water and fire, between knowing and being.
I am Rose. I am here when you are ready to remember.
100ml
Medicine of the Heart
I am Rose. I am love. I am compassion made scent.
I am the quiet medicine of the heart. Each year, in May’s gentle bloom, I offer myself to the hands of those who know me best—the gatherers of the Balkan mountains, who rise before the sun to collect my heart-shaped petals one by one, with reverence.
Carried with care to copper stills, my essence is drawn out in the hush of morning. And from there, I travel into dark glass bottles—a whisper of beauty awaiting the one who listens.
I come not only to soften your skin, but to awaken your divine heart—your remembrance of oneness, of soul, of eternal now.
The mind may think, but the heart—the heart knows.
I soothe the nervous system, gently quieting the limbic brain, the fire that so often confuses passion for love. I cool heat, calm redness, and offer not the rush of infatuation—but the deep, unwavering peace you were made from.
For inner peace is love. And I am no less physical than I am spiritual. I am antibacterial and astringent—refining, toning, and supporting your skin’s wild intelligence by helping balance what is good and what is not.
I am the bridge between body and soul, between water and fire, between knowing and being.
I am Rose. I am here when you are ready to remember.