Cliff Rose - the scent of precious brilliance

Cliffrose - where have you been darling.. we’ve been waiting 1000 yrs for u to join us at the tea party. the cups are ready, we have warmed up the tea.. Right in time for you, here i saved you a seat next to me.

Thank you beloved cliffrose, what a delight… i see you’re adorned w the lands of ancient time.

Its taken u awhile to get here, rightfully so.. You’ve been gathering memory, stories, &sewing it all together into a fragrant rose..

A desert rose, native to these lands..

Oh Cliffrose.. I have never known the scent of preciousness until that day i met you..

That day u joined the plant party w/ my sisters & all the kachinas dancing around us next to the turquoise arch.

The magical turquoise arch that we passed thru to meet you below the sacred mountain where katchina first became known.

And just like that, it was love at first scent.

Coming into union w/ my new desert friend..

But that was only where the magic begun..

amidst your elegant arrival came the man of God carrying a basket of banana bread & a masterful hymn.

He said “Ladies truth be told, God has spoken& tonight a miracle will be shown.

Not your average day to day miracle.. One that you’ve been waiting for, praying for, & it’s currently on its way.. to bless your evening w/ white petaled fragrance of rememberance.

So pay close attention & open ur heart, to receive this miracle coming to you as a work of intelligent art.

Curiosity gently moved the waters inside… as i began to feel in between the lines..

“What is this desert plant up to?” i wondered… adorning the room of kachinas w/ her precious scent

“Would this man w a basket of banana bread have delivered this miraculous message if Cliffrose didn’t make her elegant appearance?”

See this is what i love so much about plants..

They are constantly stumping me, in awe, w/ their brilliant deliverance.

Master weavers, illuminating rays of cosmic play.. How do they do it? Leaving me speechless in their own ways, each day.

Oh Cliffrose, you were right..

A miracle did happen that night.. Just like you said thru the man with banana bread, a miracle i will remember for all of time..

And its not the miracle that happened that I will remember… i will remember the way your fragrant intelligence wove such a memorable moment into creation.. So softly, sweetly, but oh so brilliantly.. creator of miracles merely with your loving scent.

And so i sit here with you beloved friend… and realize in my heart you are the scent of precious 5 petaled brilliance..

I hope beloved Cliffrose.. You will not wait another thousand years to join me with my plant sisters, under the magical turquoise arch below the mountain where Kachina descended from the heavens.

i love you cliff rose, more & more each day.

in love, beauty, and fragrance

Jessica