The gifts I remember receiving were never the biggest ones.

They were the ones that felt like the person had been paying attention. Not to a wish list. To me. The way a well chosen scent does that, it says, I thought about where you go when you need to feel like yourself. I thought about the kind of quiet you need at the end of the day.

I make candles because I believe scent is one of the most generous things you can give someone. It doesn't ask anything of them. It just changes the air in the room and suddenly they are somewhere they needed to be.

When I am giving to someone who loves being outdoors, who feels most herself near trees or in a garden, I give her Of The Earth. Moss, cedarwood, juniper. The forest floor after rain. She will know immediately that someone saw her.

When I don't know what someone needs but I know they need something, I give Horizon After Rain. It's the breath after a hard day. It never misses.

Love Letters Lost is for the one who feels everything and never quite says so. She will light it once and buy it for herself forever after.

Random Acts of Kindness is what I send when I want someone to know I'm thinking of them without making a thing of it. Warm, unhurried, the scent of a small quiet gesture.

A Good Man's Life is for the men who are hard to buy for. Deep and unhurried, the scent of a life well and quietly lived. They light it and don't say anything. Then you notice it's half gone.

The best gift is one that keeps giving without trying. A room that smells like somewhere you want to be. A moment of stillness in the middle of an ordinary evening.

That is what I am trying to make.

Where stillness lives.