25.12.2025
It’s Christmas day, and I am listening to a recording of a song I received about a year and a half ago — a song from the Spirit of the Rose.
It was the second time Rose invited me to lean into her medicine: to invoke her presence and feel her healing power. I tapped into her velvety softness, her perfumed beauty, and noticed how her presence softened me. She gave me courage to surrender control for a moment, so I could receive her loving embrace and support.
Christmas time is associated with the birth of Jesus Christ — a child of God, “the Creator.” His manifestation and expression have for a long time, by many, been associated mostly with a masculine Creator, yet unmistakably his arrival into physical form required his Mother — “the Virgin Mary.” The essence of Mary is often depicted and represented by roses and the rosary.
I’ve been trying to create a Christmas greeting to share — but for some reason, conventional messages of Christmas do not resonate or wish to flow through me now. Instead, what does want to move now is the essence, medicine, and message of the Rose: the Divine Feminine, the Divine Mother, the Creatress of Life.
After years of deep immersion in the jungle medicine traditions of my husband’s lineage, I feel how important it is for me to stay in relationship with other forces that restore balance in me — that remind me of softness, beauty, and gentleness alongside enchanted fantasy, intensity, and primal survival-driven energies. The Rose has been one of those allies for me.
I recently spent almost two weeks immersed in the energy of Rose with a group of women — drinking her tea and surrendering to her medicine. Her sharp thorns pricked my fingers, heart, and womb, bursting illusions and opening floodgates that released rivers of grief-filled tears and blood. She showed me where I needed to respect, honor, and take better care of myself, my resources, and others. She softened my heart so it could open more to connection, gratitude, and sharing. She offered gifts of clarity, beauty, and generosity. And I felt so held as I allowed the child within to be healed and loved by her tenderness and fierce grace.
So many of us suffer from a disconnection with the Mother — whether she be our physical birth mother, the Earth, the feminine essence, the mysterious void, or the Great Creatress and Provider of Life.
As long as we are disconnected from that which gives us life — whether it is the hungry, expanding spark of light from the Masculine Creator, or the nourishing provider of dark love from the Feminine Creatress — we cannot be whole, or truly know our worth.
Our journey back to wholeness begins by acknowledging and honoring where we come from, and that which sustains us. Unless we offer our respect and devotion to these forces — and to the life they have created — we may walk through the world like hungry ghosts, longing without knowing why.
During this time of great transformation — as old systems crumble and fear and chaos fill the air — the love of the Great Mystery can support us in having the courage to see the truth, to understand, to forgive, and to choose love, justice and peace over fear, judgment, and separation.
For that is what we all long for deep inside: to remember that we are worthy, and loved.
Today, as so many celebrate the birth of Christ, I feel called to offer the world a remembrance of his mother — a prayer that reconnects us with the medicine of the Divine Mother, the Holy Rose.
It’s taken a year and a half for me to be ready to share this song. I give thanks for her medicine and pass it on to those who need her now. May her medicine continue to live on, and may we receive the blessing of her grace.
Listen to the song on SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/spirit-sings-minna/holy-rose-minna
Song lyrics
Divine Mother Rose
This is a prayer for the Holy Mother
Sweet perfume of the Rose in bloom
She blesses us with her grace of eternal love
Embracing the sweet innocent one inside
Your tenderness, your beauty opens my heart
I soften, I open, I allow, I receive
I choose to let go of the lies that hurt us
I am sorry if I hurt you with the lies that I believed
The pain, the separation taught me to desire
To humble myself to the Mystery of Life
I choose to feel my truth in the Now
I release the need to know what, why, and when
I choose to see the beauty of Life
I honor, I embrace the Divine within
I receive the gifts that life offers me
From abundance I share with you, Innocent One
This is the Medicine of the Holy Rose…