I remember being flooded by images and symbols for months and months while in the midst of the awakening process, and trying to figure it all out, trying to connect the dots like a detective.. The mind wants to make sense. Can it be this cliche? Can it be this simple..? Can it be this… literal?
So now when I see a couple of roses, I can’t help but see the dyad, the double, the original twins, the mirror and the ideal friend.. all the while longing for the merge back to unity and peace. And only when I am there fully, maybe, can I see two roses again.
For the twos and the third
Twinned hydrangeas in Normandy