Ooh, delicious, and I have learned something new about the sacred Rose! The date is in my diary, and I may have to go foraging for rose petals very soon… Especially for our upcoming Rose Fete in June!
“Mystery glows in the rose bed, the secret is hidden in the rose.” 12th Century Persian Poem
Don’t underestimate the power of this demure, pretty, little cupcake. Behind its girly facade lies a scent and flavor so compelling, so transporting, that it has been from time immemorial associated with magic, mysticism, esoteric secrets, sacred sexuality, the unfolding of higher consciousness, and most especially – divine feminine power.
The story of the wild rose (from which all our domesticated roses descend) could fill books – and has. Reputed to be millions of years old, the five petal rose (Rosa canina) blooms in late spring in woodlands and fields across Europe, Asia, the Middle East and North America.
Here in the Pacific Northwest, our native species are known as the Nootka and Wood’s Rose and were harvested by our First Nations for both food and medicine. Not much is known because, as…
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