This Love is the Rose …

This love is the rose that blooms forever.” – Rumi 

Last month, I planted a rose bush, fulfilling a promise I made during the winter months. I had this reminder set in my calendar for a long time, but the act was something that popped in my thoughts on a regular basis. I didn’t really need this notification, it was more of a formality. A marking of an event that was a long time coming and it was important to me that I fulfill this request.

I have been clearing demons, both literal and internal, since last winter. It has progressed to the point where I now have been tasked with clearing them from people they are attached to. I would like to say I never imagined my offerings, my gifts, would take me down this road, but the signs were always there. But this post is not about that, not quite. 

In the aftermath of clearing my home of demonic beings, just when I began to lay down at night without dread and fear, a being began waking me up from my sleep both in bed or even drifting off at the couch. 

At first, I felt fear seep back in. This being resembled a woman, but she looked like a zombie and she was extremely frantic. She would violate my space and get right up close to my face, startling me every time. My automatic assumption was that this woman was bad, evil, ill-intended because of her scary appearance. Her skin was grey, eyes bulging out, hair wild and frizzed out. She was incoherent and her energy was intense and somewhat sickly. 

A shadow of a woman reaching out among a green and black background

I felt uneasy, and also a bit defeated, as I had not had much rest in many months. Clearing my home was a long process, confronting each demon face to face in the dark depths of my own shadows and theirs, and I was exhausted from the trauma they had caused prior to removing them. So to have this being constantly trying to catch my attention, I was near the end of my rope. 

I met with my friend who held space for me during the clearing of my home, and together we went into trance to connect to this woman. 

It turns out, she was not evil, and not here with ill-intentions. She was a very, very sad spirit of a lower vibration who was still grieving the death of her daughter. It felt as though her daughter died on this land a very long time ago, and everyone brushed her loss under the carpet. She was dismissed and cast aside, and her daughter was never given the appropriate acknowledgement after death. She was consumed with so much sadness. 

In clearing my home, other spirits finally felt safe to come out of hiding and wanted my attention, my help with matters. She was the first. Her sadness and story was so overwhelming. The humanness, the emotion, was so raw and encompassing.  

She was hesitant to be crossed over to the light because she wanted her daughter to be remembered properly. Her request was that I plant a rose bush to commemorate her daughter.  I felt this feeling of awe and honored responsibility. I assured her that once the season arrived I would plant the rose bush. In the meantime, I bought a few roses that week and dedicated them to her and her daughter. 

Small pink rose plant on a brown desk

Tiny pink rose plant on my desk. The bush I planted sits in the backyard waiting to bloom.

She crossed over after she was given that reassurance and every now and then I would talk out loud to her, letting her know I have not forgotten my promise. 

As I planted the rose bush, I spoke aloud to her, bringing her into the ceremonious act. I blessed the plant and said a prayer. The feeling was peaceful, honorable and loving, with a hint of bittersweetness. 

 From my studio window I keep a close watch on the plant, waiting for it to bloom, a reminder that not all is what it seems. What I immediately thought of as fearful was actually a deep sadness. This is a reminder that I follow now with my gifts, my work, that when beings and spirits pop up, just because it is unknown doesn’t mean it is bad. I have been pleasantly surprised more than once lately, and know this feeling will continue to grow, as will this rose bush. 


Have you ever honored a spirit? Share your experience below! 


Dawn Marino is a Spiritual Medium & Channeler, Dark Night of the Soul Guide, Dark Feminine Guide, Certified Crystal Healer, Crystal Messenger, Trance Healer, Intuitive Tarot Reader, Healing Artist and Professional Writer. Dawn has published two books, the “Tarot Journal for Beginners” and the “Complete Guide to Tarot.” Dawn supports people feeling disconnected from their Higher Selves, feeling stuck and lost on their spiritual journey. She works with people remotely to help them through the Dark Night, helping them to reclaim their independence and unlock their potential. Dawn also helps beginner mediums on their path to mediumship.

Visit healbydawn.com to learn more.


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