Didn’t this used to be called aroma therady?
What if you live in a downtown neighborhood with odors, the unpleasant kind?
Will there be negative memory effects, or what?
My uncinate fasciculus works just fine, thank you very much!!
Breathing smoke from Canada thru your nose improves your memories of firmer girlfriends.
I used to diffuse essential oils in one of those appliances designed originally for them but learned that I could diffuse diluted hydrogen peroxide as a superior deodorant against unpleasant odors — and that doing so seemed to boost my recovery ability from muscle soreness due to once a week gym workouts (I exercise daily on a lesser intensity just to maintain and attain my daily full-range movement as a retired senior). I attribute this to the added Oxygen atom in the water molecule that makes it H2O2 — which the body is hungry for.
Many pioneering scientists and researchers have advocated hydrogen peroxide therapies and administrations (by consumption or injection) — but what I found perfect for this purpose, were some inexpensive misting fans — that can be filled with diluted H2O2 (1:50 — 3%) preferably in filtered water. That is the perfect administration of an otherwise extremely potent healthy enhancement of any environment. It is like taking a walk along the ocean in that production of increased ions — that most people find invigorating. One gets a similar effect just breathing in the mist with that device.
The body actually produces its own H2O2 as the basis of its own immune system — so breathing it in in this manner is protective of the respiratory tract from bacteria, viruses, fungi and other pollutants — with predictably, all kinds of health benefits.
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“Maybe there is something to incense”
I always feel smarter after attending a Latin High Mass. No kidding!
“There is a clear need for a new approach to the treatment of cognitive loss in older adults that takes little effort but is highly effective and affordable”
Try it out on Joe and let us see the results before we try it out on ourselves.
I went to Italy when I was young, and of course remembered the extraordinary visual experiences of the landscape and architecture. But when I returned twenty years later, one of the first things that struck me as I got off the plane was a powerful smell of Italian coffee, followed by many other memory-laden fragrances — the fruits and flowers grown in lava-rich soil and stacked hign on street vending stands, the wood-fired oven baked bread, the streets with centuries-old earth and mold packed between the paving stones, the aroma of the different European cigarettes, cosmetics and perfumes as you pass by in a crowd...