![]() ![]() I gather as many rose petals as I am able to, being sure to leave most of the flowers behind to nourish the pollinators. I love to see the way the bees dance around the shrubby bushes that line every path and roadside, and I marvel at the white crab spiders who hide in waiting within the cool embrace of these delicate flowers. During wild rose season I aim to get out every day so that I can spend time sitting with rose. Its season is short, but it is magical and it begs you to slow down and take in its gifts. If you go for a walk or a bike ride along the meadows on a warm day the smell of these five-petalled blossoms fills the air. Here in the Pemberton Valley where I live the wild roses come into bloom in late May. Rose is always the first one I reach for and my love for her is great. I mist my face with rose water when tensions run high, massage my skin with rose oil when I want to cool inflammation, sip rose tea when I want to quiet my mind and dab rose perfume at the hollow of my throat before I wrap myself in my husband’s arms each and every night. Rose can teach us how to honour our emotional boundaries while also opening up our hearts, and it can awaken a respect for the primacy of our bodies and the earthly desires contained within them. Rose can offer comfort and the softening of fear. ![]() Its sweet scent can evoke the sheltering arms of a caring mother or the beating heart of an impassioned lover. Rose has long been associated with the heart, a symbol of love and desire in many forms. ![]() Rose is one of my all-time favourite plant allies and in my personal opinion there is no pain that cannot be soothed with its gentle medicine. ![]()
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