Journeys and Star Gazing

The calendar may have turned months ago, but the true moment to plant seeds of intention can arrive at any time. This short reflection came to me on New Year’s Day, though I didn’t share it then. Perhaps I wasn’t ready—or perhaps the Rose within needed time to unfurl.

As the seasons shift and the year continues its unfolding, I offer this now—not as a resolution but as a quiet invocation. May it speak to your own rhythm, your own turning.

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Today, the first day of a new year, is a perfect time to plant seeds of hope in the furrows of one’s life line. What will these seeds become? Which will flourish, and which will be consumed by the worm of impatience? Which will endure, drawing strength to be eternally regenerated within one’s being?

Among all that may grow, there is one plant above all others with the power to truly live: the Rose.

Rooted through the layers of one’s life, it reaches the Source of everything—the Heart of the Universe. Its color is the color of blood, flowing through every creature, through humanity itself. Its hue reflects its Origin: the Heart.

Seeds planted in the intellect may sprout for a time but will wither without sustenance. Only those sown in the Heart grow forever, nourished by an infinite wellspring of meaning and vitality.

Jesus spoke of the mustard seed—comparing it to the seed of faith. Mustard or Rose—the name matters less than the meaning. Both are symbols of potential, resilience, and sacred transformation.

This year, may the Rose take root deep in the Heart.
May it grow and flourish, weathering calamity, weakness, and the weeds that crowd the soil of the soul.
May its petals bloom as Art,
its stem rise as Beauty,
and its fragrance drift as Truth.

Let its Ambrosia nourish the spirit of others,
its perfume remain untainted,
and its dew glisten clear in the morning light.

In this turning of the year,
may the Rose of the Heart flourish—
uniting us in the eternal rhythm of hope and renewal.

Stavros