For the ancient Greeks, the rose originated from the death of Adonis, the lover of Aphrodite (Venus). It was believed that his blood made the very first red roses. Since then, roses became the symbol of love, able to overcome death and announcing reincarnation.
In other words, the process of psychic initiation that is described by this story indicates that after the death of the ego and the descent into hell, the rose symbolizes the possibility of spiritual rebirth under the compassionate eye of God. But this love reveals itself through the goddess. No wonder then that Christianity attributed the symbol of the rose to the Virgin Mary.
The rose also symbolizes discretion given that during dyonisiac parties, the guests were invited to use rose crowns that were believed to prevent them of getting drunk. From this belief came the expression “sub rosa” in Latin that means – “under silence”.
Now you take the floor, what do you associate with the rose?
“The rose and tha Nightingale” is 1 of the best story of the world no dout!dere is a gr8 lesson 4 us if we want 2 understand…..
With great admiration to the spirit behind these reflections, I have to thank everyone participating from, seeemingly, all over the world. What a concept; no rude interjections, or unsolicited negative energy. Only people from one large place expressing their thoughts and deepest feelings toward the world around them, and as importantly, to themselves.
Thank you, Don Paulo.
When I re-read the question that was posed, I thought more about the idea of the “giving” of roses as a gesture in intense relationships, more than anything else. In the question, the isea of reincarnation was beuatifully evoked. I could go on for hours on the subject, but I’ll stick to the idea that struck me the most. In intense realationships the need to “rebirth”, or “reincarnate” love is so inportant. Many people do it without ever having to consider the deeper aspects of what their doing. They just wake up and say the right things after the wrong things, or say the wrong things and than right things, and all of a sudden a relationship lasts for fifty-years.
I’d bet that very few of the fifty-year couples forget red roses on important days.
Peace and Love