The Temple of Dreams Perfume Oil $6.25 – $25.00
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The Temple of Dreams Perfume Oil

$6.25 – $25.00

For use when working with the many Gods of Sleep, Dreams, and Nightmares.

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Somnium
The Dream Collection

Somnium

O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas’d eyes, embower’d from the light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if it so please thee, close,
In midst of this thine hymn, my willing eyes,
Or wait the amen, ere thy poppy throws
Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passéd day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes;
Save me from curious conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oilèd wards,
And seal the hushèd casket of my soul.

PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.

Reviews

  1. Claire –

    This makes me think of ferns and herbs and a field in the middle of a rain storm. It’s quite nostalgic in some ways. I can smell rained-on rosemary and basil primarily; it’s very earthy. I’m not sure rain is supposed to be a note here, but something about it really brings it to mind. Other people have mentioned lavender, and I can sort of make that out as a background note. It’s not as prominent as it is in in Baku, for example. Out of the Somnium scents, this is one I’ve actually tried before bed. I’ve noticed deeper rest when I wear it.

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