No Clinging Allowed...........Each path is individual and must be walked alone. This is YOUR journey, yet the creator allows for a vine and many new buds to form and grow from the same source. Our friends and family are our "buddies," yet each must grow according to their own original divine blueprint.
Why the Rose as each flower in the garden of life is beautiful and has great purpose? My Grandmother was of Irish descent and a little of her energy (DNA) remains in me. At family gatherings when I was young, I was often asked to play a little tune on the organ, and the one song that normally came to mind was, "My Wild Irish Rose."
It was in this song that I could feel an energy brewing that was alive and always moving towards a sense of freedom. It is through our senses and opening to our inner senses, that one will finally understand what it means to be truly free. One cannot cling to another, or anything, but rather remember their own individuated self and unfold their beautiful petals (essence) to discover the center of their being.
As the rambler moves quickly through thought form not clinging to it, releasing judgement and attachment to it, one may free themselves from the prison of their own mind.
Ramblin` rose, ramblin` rose
Why you ramble, no one knows
Wild and wind-blown, that`s how you`ve grown
Who can cling to a ramblin` rose?
Ramble on, ramble on
When your ramblin` days are gone
Who will love you with a love true
When your ramblin` days are through?
Ramblin` rose, ramblin` rose
Why I want you, heaven knows
Though I love you with a love true
Who can cling to a ramblin` rose?
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