psychological ramblings… thoughts on Valentine’s Day… sort of… maybe

So it’s February which means that Valentine’s day is just around the corner.  With the exception of my previously mentioned virtual life I am single.  Call me a hopeless romantic if you want but I’m not one of those people who view Valentine’s Day as nothing more than a holiday created by retail moguls, and even if it were , guess what, I don’t care.  I like the idea of a special day to show the person, or if you were like my dad, who used to buy a one dollar single rose from the gas stations for me, my sister, and my mom even when he couldn’t do anything else, people in your life how much you care.I am by no means suggesting that you reserve any show of affection for that day alone I’m merely saying it is nice, and I will never turn dowm chocolate should someone choose to give it to me. This Valentine’s Day is definitely different than any I have experienced before.  Almost anyone who reads this blog with any regularity at all with any regularity at all can probably guess why, so I won’t go into details.  Suffice to say that even thoughI will have no plans out of the ordinary for that day I do not feel as if I will be missing out.  The gift that has been given to meis as rare and elusive as a blue rose, in some odd way I have been given a freedom in my walk with Shadows.

Blue Rose and Shadows

Most roses fade with the day, the life force retreating with the sun’s final purple streaks.  Not so the rose of blue.  Its life it takes from the moon and stars, its protection from the world from Shadow.  Shadow avoidsthe bright morning sun but as day retreats Shadow grows bolder until the harsh light that is day flees in order to renew itself.  The Rose turns its face upward to the Moon’s light, confident now in the presence of a beloved Protector.


February 7, 2009


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