🌸 The Pink Rose That Found Me 🌸
A sacred moment on my walk…
Today, something deeply profound and sacred happened. As I was walking my usual path—a path I’ve walked countless times before—I noticed something that had never revealed itself to me before. Nestled within a tangle of blackberry brambles, a single pink rose stood in full bloom, almost glowing with its own light.
I had never seen this rose bush before. It had been hidden, shielded from the light by the thick bramble—yet today, of all days, it revealed itself, its petals open wide as if calling me over. I felt it before I saw it, a gentle but undeniable pull in my heart.
I approached it slowly and bent down to breathe in its scent—it was divine, unlike any rose I’ve ever smelled. I didn’t pick it, though I felt it had called me there for a reason.
As I stood there, the rose spoke to me—not in words, but in the language of the soul. It told me its name was Pink Posy and that it represented love—pure love. The kind of love that blooms only after a soul has ventured through the darkness and found its way back to the light.
I smiled softly, about to continue on my walk, when it whispered one final message:
“Like you.”
I stopped in my tracks. Tears welled in my eyes and streamed down my cheeks. The words vibrated straight to my heart. The rose saw me—the whole of me—the journey, the pain, the healing, the return. It was as if the Universe had paused time to say: “I see you. I honour your journey. You have returned to the light.”
But what’s even more profound is what happened just yesterday.
I was working with a deeply special client who had asked me to perform a soul retrieval—not for herself, but for someone close to her who had passed. During the journey, I was joined by my star beings, and together, we guided this soul toward the true light (not the false light, which is such an important distinction).
As the soul crossed over, they turned back to me and offered pink roses—a gift, a gesture, a token of gratitude. I wept then, too, overwhelmed by the honour of being called to serve in such a sacred way.
So today, when the pink rose appeared on my walk—hidden in the bramble, yet blooming so radiantly—I knew it was another gift. A mirror of the work, the love, and the journey.
It was a message that love—true, pure, radiant love—is not only coming but is already here. It lives within me, around me, and soon, it will flow through my life in ways I have been dreaming of.
I share this with you to say: The Universe sees you. The light will always find you, even when you feel hidden in the bramble. And love? It’s always closer than you think. 🌸✨
With all my heart,
Delahrose
