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The Zen Stage "La Belle
I thought long and hard about which scent to write about in my 200th review.
Then the package arrived with Jean Paul Gaultier's La Belle Le Parfum.
From the first spray, I knew this was going to be my fragrance for this particular review.
I slowly open my eyes. I seem to be lying down. Soft and smelling of fresh greenery is my underlay. In between I perceive a sweetish fragrance.
Around me everything is peaceful and almost silent.
From time to time, buzzing insects can be heard, the almost silent movement of blades of grass in the wind, or little animals rustling under fallen leaves looking for tidbits.
The sun shines piercingly on my body, warming it deep inside and making it feel and absorb the prevailing peace all around.
I am deeply relaxed.
But where am I anyway?
Slowly, I turn my head. I am lying in the middle of a meadow. My arms are stretched out in the grass and my fingertips are gently stroking the stalks. I can almost feel their life. My feet are bare and lightly tickled by them.
I look up and spot a proud pear tree, the sun's rays flashing through between its branches and leaves, coming to rest on the grass and me.
Some of the fruit has already fallen from the tree and is lying in the grass around the trunk and me. A ripe, juicy aroma emanates from them, mingling with the green of the stalks.
Satisfied, I close my eyes and enjoy the prevailing scents around me.
Time and space are forgotten, only the here and now exists.
But where is that?
Curious, I open my eyes again, but I find myself in a different scenery.
Although the scent of pears and the meadow is still omnipresent, but the image I now see is different.
I find myself in the middle of a huge orchid plantation. Not far from me stands a greenhouse, whose window sashes are wide open and a wonderful sweet vanilla scent wafts over to me.
I can make out a figure working with harvested plants, apparently processing their fruit pods so that over time they develop their characteristic aroma. In any case, there seem to be various processes going on, since the floating scents are not always quite the same.
Since apart from the aromas no sounds penetrate to me, it is easy for me to give myself again to the pleasure and forget everything around me.
I sink down on the warm earth in one of the countless created, narrow paths next to the orchid vines and into a twilight sleep.
Until I feel something on my face, calling me from my half-slumber.
Before I even fully open my eyes, I notice the grass, pear scent, and vanilla aroma from before again, this time mixed into a warm breeze. Yet it seems to be snowing here?
On closer inspection, however, it is not snowflakes but brilliant white jasmine blossoms that float down on me and land on my face, my body and in the grass.
An incredibly beguiling fragrance emanates from them, which instantly combines with the pear and vanilla aroma to a unique, warm veil.
I have only been able to sniff something so delicious a few times.
This atmosphere in which I find myself, could hardly be more beautiful.
But there sink small golden bowls from the sky down and next to me in the grass.
In each of the little bowls are a few tonka beans, which make the prevailing veil of fragrance even more intense and radiant.
Once again, my mind latches on to complete peace and boundless contentment.
The white "jasmine snow" slowly blurs before my eyes and finally the dreamlike fragrance presses my inner snooze button.
Zen meditation thrives on the realization that you don't always have to understand everything, but that it can be enough to just observe.
Thus, I do not question my journey into these peaceful planes and the images I have seen either.
The important thing is to linger for a moment, forget everything around you and enjoy the moment with yourself and what is around you.
It does not matter whether the environment is real or fiction.
Feelings and thoughts that arise generate an inner harmony.
Jean Paul Gaultier's La Belle Le Parfum smells to me of this harmony.
It radiates for me a sensual security, a soft and cozy ambience, where the heart and soul can relax and rest in the everyday.
A fragrance that makes me decelerate and pause.
One that reveals to me in an almost mystical way what there is to hear or feel around me.
It is an audible and palpable peace.
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