The Rising Rose is a space for women who are ready to rise into their visibility and leadership, expanding into their capacity to hold themselves.
Substack
Where soul meets pen. The deepest desires of the heart relished and woven into word.
YouTube
A place of poise and purpose, can you see yourself in the flow of words?
Separate yourself not from your vow, enter into union with the way of words and play.
The Path of Your Becoming...
Is always being walked, is always moving forward, is always in possession of your truth. But lie not in wait any longer, be a conscious participant in your own life, in your own fruitfulness, in your own reality. Peace comes to those who really know their own becoming whole heartedly. I love to walk this journey with you, not as a guide and a teacher, but as a women who is becoming. Lets walk together, rise together, become together. Lets live together, know one another, flow together. Lets believe in one another, have peace with one another and believe in one another. I love you with all my heart, and know you feel the same. For we have walked in devotion many times before, lets remember this eternal truth in this modern time, with grace, love and serenity.
Call To ActionThe Seed
Something stirs deep within, the memory, the image, the feeling of something coming. It is cloaked in darkness, it is not yet born, but it is here nonetheless.
The Stem
We grow, we develop, we learn new skills. We challenge ourselves, we proceed with caution and delight. Not yet formed we wonder at our creation, not fully visualised we dreams of the horizon, not fully met, we continue our journey of seeking.
The Bud
All starts to be revealed. Memory is present in everything. Like a drop of water in the ocean, you recognised yourself as both sea, water, ocean and rain. No longer separate, but also distinct. You ride the wave of your becoming with joy and wonder. You like the feel of water rushing through you and around you, you capture your own heart and mind with your imagination and becoming. Here the reigns of your destiny are in your own hands. Who do you believe, yourself or the world? Become what you came here to become, believe what your heart desires, and anchor into your new reality of becoming.
The Bloom
No longer becoming, you have arrived. Peaceful, serene, sitting in your own beauty. Not revelled in wonder and pause, but eloquently floating in the abyss of real dedication and devotion to yourself and your path. You have become, you are true, you are real. No longer lost, no longer wandering, you have arrived.
